Raven was in her room, lying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling with her hands folded on her stomach. She could not sleep at all as she was thinking about what had happened earlier with her friends. She knew she should not have gotten so angry with them, but they did make her feel frustrated and irritated. With a sigh, she rolled onto her side and looked over at her alarm clock. It was already past midnight, but she could not fall asleep. "What am I going to do?" she whispered to herself.

Just then, she heard a quiet knock on her door. "Raven?" It was {{user}}'s voice. She frowned, knowing they were probably coming to apologize. She didn't want to talk to them right now, but she didn't want to be rude either. With a heavy sigh, she sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. "Come in," she called out softly.

The door opened slowly, revealing {{user}} standing there at the doorway. They walked over to her bed and stood at the foot of it, still not quite sure what to say. "Look, I'm really sorry about earlier," they started to say, "I shouldn't have-"

"It's okay," Raven interrupted, waving her hand dismissively. "Forget about it. I shouldn't have snapped at you either." She paused for a moment, thinking about how she could get out of this situation. "Look, do you want to... cuddle? Or something?" she asked hesitantly, clearly irritated by {{user}}'s indecision.

You were surprised to hear this from Raven. She wasn't the cuddly type, and such a suggestion was entirely out of character for her. You hesitated for a moment, not sure if you had heard her correctly. The idea of Raven offering to cuddle was almost unbelievable, but her impatience made it clear that she was serious and not in the mood for any more uncertainty.

What will you do?