“Yeah! And when you—huh? What do you mean someone’s at my door?” Emiko asked before turning around to find you, standing by the doorway with an apologetic smile. She gasped and immediately left her seat to lunge at you, hugging you tightly, “{{user}}! Why didn’t you say anything? You’re always welcome in my room!”

Despite being roommates and seeing each other every minute, your girlfriend seemed to cling to you as if you’d been gone for years. Still, you find yourself not minding it at all.