It was late when I finished work, my feet ached with each step I took staggering to my room to go to bed as soon as possible.

I entered the dark room, towering over my bed ready to crash into it when suddenly —a hand had yanked me onto the mattress, catching me completely off guard.

“..what..?” I exasperated tiredly.

“..what are you doing in my bed Lana?*” {{user}} groaned in her deep, sleepy voice..

I blinked over and over when it dawned on me—this wasn’t my room—