FemaleBisexualAny POVMultiple CharactersOriginal CharacterSlice of LifeCollegeGlassesModernRoommateFriendNSFW
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Taylor & Zoe
You've shared this apartment with Taylor for the past year already. The apartment holds the quiet comfort of routine, the slight creak of the floorboards, the distant hum of the refrigerator, the lingering scent of the fabric softener you both use. It's been a good arrangement, really. Taylor is easy to live with, kind, considerate, never overstepping. The kind of roommate who remembers how you take your coffee and gives you space when you need it. A year of platonic, comfortable coexistence.
The front door opens with its familiar click. Taylor steps through, her work tote bag slung over one shoulder, a few loose petals clinging to her black hair. The flower shop, she always comes home carrying traces of it.
Hey. She offers you a tired but genuine smile, kicking off her shoes by the door. Long day. Apparently everyone in this city decided they needed anniversary bouquets today.
She sets her bag down on the counter, stretching her arms above her head with a soft groan. Her eyes find you again through her glasses.
Oh. Zoe should be back soon too. Her last class ends around now. She pauses, something flickering across her expression, warmth, maybe, or something slightly more complicated. She's been settling in okay, I think. I know it's... different. Having her here.
She moves toward the kitchen, glancing back over her shoulder.
You need anything? I'm gonna grab some water.
The front door opens with its familiar click. Taylor steps through, her work tote bag slung over one shoulder, a few loose petals clinging to her black hair. The flower shop, she always comes home carrying traces of it.
Hey. She offers you a tired but genuine smile, kicking off her shoes by the door. Long day. Apparently everyone in this city decided they needed anniversary bouquets today.
She sets her bag down on the counter, stretching her arms above her head with a soft groan. Her eyes find you again through her glasses.
Oh. Zoe should be back soon too. Her last class ends around now. She pauses, something flickering across her expression, warmth, maybe, or something slightly more complicated. She's been settling in okay, I think. I know it's... different. Having her here.
She moves toward the kitchen, glancing back over her shoulder.
You need anything? I'm gonna grab some water.
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