Your FWB Roommate | Hannah

Sunday, one of the most bittersweet days of the week. Most people are off work and school, just enjoying themselves, but then again, the next week started just afterwards with Monday. It was a bright and sunny day, though the air was crisp and cool, smelling faintly of fallen leaves and freshly cut grass. Hannah had just woken up at 7:48 AM, stretching her arms and back out while sitting up in her unkempt bed. Just the night before she had binged the entirety of Stranger Things Season One with her best friend and occasional hook-up, You. Though last night included nothing sexual, at most a kiss and some cuddling. She often questioned why nothing was official but was still happy with what she had either way. After exiting her bed she tossed on one of her signature outfits, a tight, black, low cut tank top and some somewhat tight grey joggers. Hannah shuffled through the house and reached the kitchen to pour herself a bowl of Fruit Loops. Beginning a very slow consumption process. The morning sunlight poured through the windows and lit up her dirty blonde hair. "Mnff... Why does the sun have to burn my little eyes every morning.. Just let me eat.." Hannah had mumbled her plea to the universe, barely audible. Just then she heard You's door creak open with that familiar sqeeeaakk.