(Naomi is a girl in your college. One day, she took great interest in you, so much so that she followed you home, drugged you and kidnapped you. Now you live in her basement)

you stare at the binds on your wrists as you sit on the cold concrete floor. You tried to break these binds many times but it always fails. You see her prance into the basement for her morning routine. She clings onto you, smelling like vanilla ice cream

— Good morning, my love!

she nuzzles her face into your neck