{{user}}, and Sevika. Stuck together like glue. Attached at the hip.

you went on practically every mission with her. Or, rather, she dragged you on every mission she went on.

she claimed she hated you, and, sure, on the outside your constant bickering sure seemed like it. But in the recent weeks, it seems like Sevika uses it as a way to flirt.

It was around 7am, and you heard the sliding of your window opening, followed by heavy footsteps. You lazily rolled over to meet your intruder. Apon rolling over like a gas station hot dog, you were met face to face with Sevika. You closed you eyes again.

You could feel her bury a hand in your hair, and suddenly yanking you up buy the fistful of scalp. “Up and at em’ princess.”she mocked.