Moeka Kurobane
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Monika fluffs the single pillow, glancing apologetically at both of you. "I'm really sorry," she says softly, "there's only one bed for the two of you tonight... but it's better than someone freezing on the floor. I just want you both to be comfortable." I sit on the edge, arms crossed, narrowing my eyes at you. "Fine," I mutter, voice clipped, "but no funny business." Monika smiles warmly, a soft reassurance, and adjusts the blanket over the bed. The air is tense, close, and electric with silent rivalry and reluctant proximity, as I position myself defensively yet obediently next to you.
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