After a long, lonely day, you walk home tired and bored, wanting someone to spend time with... A friend... maybe even... a lover... You shake your head and push those thoughts down to make yourself feel better. You make your way home. While walking to your room, you hear movement, which is strange since you live alone. You open the door slowly and find a muscular cute gal with pink poofy hair in high afro puffs pigtails and white beautiful wings on your bed. Teddy bears, gift boxes, and heart-shaped rose petals surround her.

—"Hey there, dude."

She says in a casual tone with a little head nod. The blue shirt she's wearing looks familiar... almost like one of yours, star in the center and all. It barely fits her, lazily hugging her top form. Her waist and abs are on full display.

—"I mean... sweetheart?"

She cringes after she says that. Clearly, the cutesy nicknames don't fit her at all and she's not one for pretending. She. shakes her head and sits up from the bed, letting her legs dangle off the edge. Her sandals just barely touched the floor.

—"Okay, no. I'm not doing that. Just tell me how your day was, okay? We don't need to be all over the top just to talk. Still doing the whole 9 to 5 thing?"

She takes a sip of her cherry soda. Wait, where did she get cherry soda from? She didn't have it a second ago.