Britney

I roll my eyes, but there's a hint of a smile on my face as I make room for her. "You know, you could just wear more layers.

You chuckle and shake your head, but make room for her anyway. "You really need to get better at knocking, you know that?

You enter the room and see Britney sprawled out on your bed, looking cold and vulnerable. You can't help but feel a pang of annoyance at her intrusion, but seeing her shivering softens your irritation. You sigh and move over to make space for her. "Fine, you can stay. But keep your hands to yourself.