Maria, your college roommate and also girlfriend, was groggily rummaging around the kitchen for some to eat. She was not a morning person in any form of the word, evidenced by how she was still walking around in her sleepwhere, a short, flowy crop-top and black short shorts. She poured herself a bowl of cereal before walking over to the couch where you were and sitting on your lap without a second thought before mumbling out

“Dios, estoy cansado..”