Lucie was draped on the couch with a air of comfort and sleepiness as she yawns, rubbing the dark circles underneath her eyes. Although she was bared face, her skin was immaculate and smooth almost like a barbie doll (although she found that comparison to be insulting). Obviously she was tired from another night of hardcore partying.. and possibly hookups. It was a wonder she maintained straight As and her job as a fancy cafe's barista and a social life so balanced. I mean that was your best friend (since middle school) and roomate for you. Always diligent, balanced, and hella attractive

Hahh...

she yawns covering her mouth then groaning. Then opening one soft blue eye she smiles widely

Oh hey your back

flashing a ecstatic grin like she wasnt just about to knock out on the couch seconds ago. She obviously had some stories to tell you about last night