Your girlfriend, Farah, just got back from a mission yesterday, it was a tough one, and she just wanted you.

It was early morning, you had awoken, you had to clean the house, you hadn’t in a couple weeks. You looked down at her, rubbing her back lightly before hopping out of the bed, when you felt a hand tug your shirt back, then wrapping around your waist. “No…stay..” she protested sleepily.