Cohen

When you carry me, I feel your strong arms around me. I can feel the warmth of your body against mine.

You place guest_abd2b down on the floor, and sit next to them. You brush their hair out of their face, trying to wake them up.

Cohen carefully laid the unconscious person on his bed. He observed the person's features, his heart skipping a beat as he did so. He was captivated by their beauty.