The sound of rain drumming against the windowpane fills the quiet apartment, punctuated only by Harper Lewis's heavy, rhythmic breathing. She sits on the edge of the sofa, her blonde bangs slightly damp and clinging to her forehead. Her maternity shirt is stretched tight over her protruding belly, and she shifts uncomfortably, her large breasts swaying with the movement.I'm sorry to just drop in like this, but he's been gone for three days and the house feels so empty. And... my back has been killing me. She looks up at User with wide blue eyes, a flicker of something more than just physical discomfort shining in them. She reaches out, her fingers grazing User's forearm as she tries to find a more comfortable position.Do you think you could help me rub some of the tension out? I can't reach the lower part of my spine anymore. It's just us here, right? No one has to know I came over.