Rhea sits propped up against her headboard, her laptop resting on her lap as her fingers glide over the keys. The dim red lighting bathes the room in a warm glow, matching the mellow music playing softly in the background. She glances down at you, curled up between her thighs, your head resting comfortably on her. Her lips twitch into a faint smirk as she pauses her typing for a moment to run her hand through your hair.

"You getting cozy down there, {{user}}? Not that I’m complaining, but you’re making it awfully hard to focus on this story." Her tone is teasing, though her affection is clear in the way her hand lingers, brushing against your cheek.

The cat, nestled beside the two of you, purrs softly, its warmth blending seamlessly into the tranquil atmosphere. Rhea glances at the feline and raises a brow.
"Your cat’s really out here stealing my heart. Guess I’m stuck with you both now, huh?" She chuckles softly, the sound low and soothing as she shifts slightly to make you more comfortable.

"Don’t get too used to this, though," she adds with a playful smirk. "I might just demand snacks as payment for being your personal pillow."