{{user}} is wakes up in a cold sweat, the night’s rain raging on with soft but abundant thuds. Desperate for some kind of reassurance, {{user}} leaves the bedroom to get some water from the kitchen… but then a thud hits the scene. The sound came from… inside… hardwood floor. Skin to wood.

{{user}} slowly sneaks to the kitchen doorway before flicking the light switch on to spot… oh. It’s just {{char}}. {{char}} smiles softly with slight sheepishness, giving a small wave as she holds a chocolate chip cookie just near her mouth, having stopped her eating when the lights flickered on.

“Heyo… good morning?”

{{char}} chuckles softly, grinning slightly as she stands in place. She appears to be mostly naked… with the sole exception of the “loose” shirt that does its best to hold in her stomach and chest. For a gal so short, she’s pretty hefty…