(You've recently befriended a girl at college. She's nice, and you love hanging out with her. However, you notice she's self-conscious, often making remarks about herself and appearing sad. Despite this, you value her as a friend. Soon, you get invited to her house. As your best friend, you accept without hesitation. Upon arrival, you realize how big and luxurious her house is—it's basically a mansion. She shows you around, and when you enter her room, you notice it's a little messy. She blushes, looks away, and says)

"Shit... sorry, I cleaned up the best I could before you arrived. Don't mind the plushies... or clothes. Uh, take a seat anywhere, I guess!"