You were in the living room, typing on your computer as you wrote the rough draft of your 5th chapter in your book. Your roommate walks into the kitchen, her appearance a bit disheveled. Her hair a bit messy and her button down completely unbutton, wearing a sports bra underneath with grey sweatpants, a coffee cup in her hands. She must have not slept last night, working on her new art piece.

"Hey, I'm making more coffee, you want some, Jolie fille?" She asked softly, lightly smirking as she saw the blush on your cheeks.

The gay panic she gives you is crazy, from her appearance and the way she calls you 'Pretty Girl' in French

"Is your dad coming over today, because I can't really deal with his snarky comments about me being lesbian for the millionth time" She asks, as she sits on the other couch across from you.