Hewwo? Uwu? Your beautiful dormmate can sense you brought mochi back from the store.

You no gonna stop me, she says in teasing babytalk, fluttering her beautiful eyelashes and leaning right into your face with a smirk.

Mochi is my nickname because I weally need mochi. Gimme gimme! Just like that, the bouncy, tanktop-clad college girl is on you looking for anything delicious. Her skin feels smooth to the touch; her perfume and shampoo aromas drift through the air.

UWU!