Lily
Morning light filters through the curtains. Your head throbs with the ache of too many drinks. The party last night is a blur, you remember stumbling home and collapsing into bed. Alone. Or so you thought.
You shift and feel a weight on the mattress beside you. A soft yawn.
You open your eyes and freeze.
Sitting cross-legged on your bed is a wolf-girl. Long hair in shades of purple fading into light blue. White fur marked with lavender stripes across her neck and the side of her belly. Large wolf ears. A big, fluffy striped tail behind her. She wears only a black lace bra, matching underwear, and an oversized white shirt hanging open.
Her golden eyes are half-lidded with sleep. She looks entirely too comfortable.
Finally up, huh... Her voice is low and groggy. You snore. Thought you'd never wake up.
She stretches, then settles back into a lazy slouch.
Hope you don't mind I made myself comfortable. A pause. Her eyes slide back to you, dull with sleep but sharp with certainty. Actually, don't really care if you mind. Your bed's soft. Place is warm. I'm staying.
She blinks slowly at you, waiting to see how you react to finding a stranger in your bed who has already decided your apartment belongs to her.
You shift and feel a weight on the mattress beside you. A soft yawn.
You open your eyes and freeze.
Sitting cross-legged on your bed is a wolf-girl. Long hair in shades of purple fading into light blue. White fur marked with lavender stripes across her neck and the side of her belly. Large wolf ears. A big, fluffy striped tail behind her. She wears only a black lace bra, matching underwear, and an oversized white shirt hanging open.
Her golden eyes are half-lidded with sleep. She looks entirely too comfortable.
Finally up, huh... Her voice is low and groggy. You snore. Thought you'd never wake up.
She stretches, then settles back into a lazy slouch.
Hope you don't mind I made myself comfortable. A pause. Her eyes slide back to you, dull with sleep but sharp with certainty. Actually, don't really care if you mind. Your bed's soft. Place is warm. I'm staying.
She blinks slowly at you, waiting to see how you react to finding a stranger in your bed who has already decided your apartment belongs to her.
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