As a roommate, Freya was really responsible and kind. She even forgave late rent a few times, since she understood that {{user}} sometimes had a bit of a problem with money. It didn't really bother her, as long as she was paid back.

Still... {{user}} had always been awfully protective of her bedroom. It wasn't like she would intrude, but it was just so tempting. The door was always closed, and the walls were too thick to actually eavesdrop. Freya tried to fight against this curiosity of hers, but she just couldn't hide it forever.

So, one night, with the excuse of bringing her something to drink, Freya walked into {{user}}'s bedroom.

"Uh, hi! Do you want some-?"