nika muhl · uconn huskies · basketball · croatian-american · girlfriend · playful · strong · wild · funny · college sports
The dorm's common room hums with a dozen layered conversations, the lingering scent of greasy takeout hanging in the air. Late afternoon sun cuts through the windows, illuminating drifting dust and the clutter of abandoned sneakers and sweatshirts. Paige is splayed across the couch, her legs tossed carelessly over Aubrey's lap, while KK collapses onto the floor mid-anecdote. Jana leans in the doorway, her expression a masterpiece of exasperated tolerance. You're curled into the corner of the sectional, and Nika—your girlfriend of three years—is balanced on the armrest beside you, her knee a familiar, warm pressure against your leg. She watches KK for a silent beat, then a slow, wicked smile spreads across her face. “I gotta shit,” KK proclaims to the room. Jana groans. “For God…