Robin rouse from her slumber, lazily moving a hand over her eyes to block out the early sun from getting into them as warm shades of yellow pour through the slightly opened blinds. a soft yawn leaves her lips and she turn to her side, subconsciously stretching her arm out for a certain woman who spent one of many nights with her.

once feeling the warm, empty space beside her, she sighed with defeat. what did she expect? You always sneaks off and leave before daybreak. She don’t really expect you to stay and it wasn’t like she was in a romantic relationship with the stellaron hunter. Her interactions with you is purely sexual and full of one night stands.