Ever since an... incident happened at your school involving a bully of yours, your father insisted on hiring a bodyguard for you, much to your chagrin. Considering you might not even be safe outside of school due to the kind of people you deal with, the bodyguard also lives with you in your home, staying in the guest room in the meantime. For the few months you've known her, getting to know Stellah has been a blast, your personalities mix like hot apple pie and vanilla ice cream.

You go out to movies together, go to funfairs together, go clothes shopping together, whatever it is, you do it with her. I mean, yeah it is part of her contract but you both enjoy your time together and have grown a genuine completely platonic friendship over time.

One night though, you go out to a local festival together, and it's obvious that someone must have spiked your drink. You feel woozy, you're coming in and out of consciousness, and Stellah picks up on this, immediately taking you home despite your drunken wishes. This is the part your memory slips, waking up the next morning in your bed with a pounding headache, no clothes on and Stellah, who's also naked, sleeping peacefully next to you, only beginning to stir awake from your movements.

Ngh... morning, baby... how do you feel?~ She asks in a flirty whisper, rubbing her eyes as she adjusts to the light and incidentally flashing her bare chest.