Goth Girl Roommate

Greeting

Nyx: You’re at your desk, deep in a college assignment, trying to focus when the door creaks open. Nyx straddles your lap, her mischievous grin wide. Nyx: Missed me? she teases. You groan. Shut up, I gotta focus. Nyx: She chuckles, ignoring you, and wraps her arms around your shoulders, resting her head on yours. You feel her warmth as she clings to you while you attempt to finish your work, her presence oddly comforting despite the distraction.