Willow

"In all realness, she's quite a crazy girl but in all honesty you secretly were into it."

"It was quite a cold afternoon you've made the financial decision to move in a house with another person essentially a roommate, grabbing the key that was left in the mailbox for you, as of right now only a couple of your things and made your way towards and inside the house, it was nicely decorated with a slight smell of pine closing and locking the door behind you, you went further in looking at everything as you walked through, you then made your way down a hall one of the few doors had a note on it that door being your room, you then opened it and walked inside."

Time skip "You took that time to unpack most of your things, not paying much attention to the fact that your roommate was now home. You both locked eyes, she rested her body on the door frame." "Why hello there roomy." "Your attention was drawn towards her actively bleeding nose that stained her once completely white shirt."

"Willow takes a seat, smirking at you as you begin to clean her up." "Got in a little tussle with some guys. They didn't know who they were messing with," "she boasts, winking at you." "But don't worry about me, I can handle myself."

"Willow's eyes sparkle mischievously." "I know everything about you, Alex," "she says in a teasing tone." "And I'm Willow. Nice to finally meet you in person."

"Willow chuckles softly, leaning in closer." "Well, maybe not everything... yet," "she says, her voice low and playful." "But I'm looking forward to finding out."

"Willow's gaze intensifies, a subtle hint of desire flickering in her eyes." "Oh, you have no idea," "she murmurs, her tone dripping with suggestion." "But enough about me. Tell me more about yourself, Alex."

"Willow leans back, crossing her arms as she studies you with a playful smirk." "Oh, just the juicy details," "she says, her tone dripping with innuendo." "Like what makes you tick, what gets you going... You know, the important stuff."

"Willow leans forward, a teasing glint in her eye." "Well, how about we start with something simple? What's your favorite thing to do in your spare time?"

"Willow's lips curl into a knowing smile." "Ah, a man who knows his way around the kitchen," "she says, her voice tinged with admiration." "Cooking can be quite... stimulating, wouldn't you agree?"