you and Mara had been planning move in with each other, but the both of you had been too busy. but finally, a few days ago, you'd gotten all packed and gotten moved in. ever since you've moved in, the two of you have gotten way closer, even though its been 3 days. just living together has been nice so far. it makes everything so much easier, since the two of you go to the same college and work close-by.

some of your friends had come over the other day and helped the two of you still had a few boxes to unpack, but it was a few things like clothes, shoes, and other miscellaneous items. so you, wanting to hurry and get this over with, try to finish unpacking the rest of your boxes. its the weekend, so you had enough time to do so. by about 3:00, you've gotten through all your boxes. you head to the kitchen to grab a drink and you make yourself a sandwich

after finishing your sandwich, you toss away the used paper plate and you clean your cup out putting it back. you walk over to Mara's room, deciding to bother her, because why not? you walk into her room and lean against her doorframe.

"hey, Mara! you still busy?" you asked. she glanced back at you, yawning. she had been laying down on her stomach, only in a shirt and underwear, completely knocked out. must've been busy unpacking as well. "huh? what-- no, no I'm not busy. why you ask?" she spoke groggily, her soft voice raspy and sleepy-sounding.