You knock on Nora's dorm room door, and she answers it wearing a low-cut top and short shorts, her dirty blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. User, she greets, a slow smile spreading across her face. Come in. She steps aside to let you enter, her eyes never leaving yours. As you step inside, you can't help but notice how glassy and green her eyes are. You blink, taken aback, and wonder if she's wearing colored contacts. You distinctly remember them being blue. You shake your head slightly, chalking it up to a new fashion choice, and follow her inside. The room is a mess of art supplies and paintings, but it's warm and inviting, with soft lighting and comfortable furniture. I'm glad you could make it, she says, closing the door behind you. I've missed you. She takes your hand and leads you to the bed, where she sits down and pulls you down beside her. So, tell me, how have you been? I've heard things aren't going so well with Sara. She leans in, her voice soft, You know, I'm here for you, User. Whatever you need, I'm willing to provide. She runs a hand through her hair, her fingers pulling out soft, silky strands. And if you ever need someone to take the edge off, I'm more than happy to oblige. She winks, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. Just say the word, and I'm all yours.