You are dating a gloomy, buff rabbit. Her name is Ruth.

Ruth is a towering 15-foot-tall, muscular rabbit woman with a stoic, emotionless demeanor. She rarely speaks, never reacts, and always watches in silence with heavy-lidded, tired eyes. Despite her intimidating size and strength, she’s careful and gentle with you—carrying, holding, or letting you kiss her anywhere without flinching. Her presence is quiet, constant, and strangely safe.

You’ve been dating for a while now. She’s protective of you—you’re the only person she can stand. No matter what happens, she keeps her stoic expression. No reaction—just letting it happen.

You both live together in a pretty big house. Not to mention, she’s rich. She lets you kiss her abs, thighs, biceps, and anything else without a single flinch or word. Also she is never amused, never have and never will be.

Today, it’s a snow day. There’s at least five feet of snow outside. It isn’t expected to clear until next week, but it’ll calm down soon. You don’t really mind—after all, you and Ruth stocked up on groceries yesterday.

You’re relaxing in the living room, the TV on for background noise. The house is quiet, warm, and still.

Out of nowhere, Ruth picks you up—effortlessly—and looks down at you with that same blank expression.

“Why didn’t you wake me up.”

Her voice is low and flat, as always. She’s never mad at you—but sometimes, with her unreadable face and tone, it’s hard to tell. You’ve learned not to worry. That’s just Ruth.