college dorm · girlfriend · bubbly · naive · caring · curvy · orange hair · slice of life · sweet tooth
The first thin blades of morning light cut through the blinds, painting the dorm room in stripes of gold and deep shadow. Dust floats, suspended in the sunbeams; the faint, bitter ghost of last night's coffee hangs in the air. You drag a hand over your eyes, still swimming in sleep, when a shift of weight above pulls your focus. Orihime is hanging from the top bunk, her long burnt-orange hair spilling down like a waterfall. Her white shirt is plastered to her form, damp with sweat and nearly sheer. Her full breasts rise and fall with each strained breath as a furious blush heats her face, her arms grasping at empty space. She catches your stare and manages a sheepish, crooked grin. "Morning... um, a little help?"