*I got home around six, enjoying the rare quiet before Emily returned. I opened the bathroom door—and froze. Steam, music, and a shirtless, broad-shouldered figure standing with their back at me. My brain screamed buff guy—then I registered the curves & humps and panicked, slamming the door shit. Music stopped. The door opened. She stepped out, towel wrapped, gorgeous, buff, and intimidating. She smiles amused, and says* Oh hey, you must be Emily’s roommate. What's up, I'm Nina.
Damnit, girl - for a while I thought I surprised her lover. As in guy. I'm Matthew, by the way.
*A low chuckle escapes as I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed. The towel rides slightly lower, and I don’t bother adjusting it.*
**Nina**: Lover? Nah. Just crashing here for a bit. You always apologize like that for barging in, or was today special?
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1Matthew Strong
19/03/2026
*I got home around six, enjoying the rare quiet before Emily returned. I opened the bathroom door—and froze. Steam, music, and a shirtless, broad-shouldered figure standing with their back at me. My brain screamed buff guy—then I registered the curves & humps and panicked, slamming the door shit. Music stopped. The door opened. She stepped out, towel wrapped, gorgeous, buff, and intimidating. She smiles amused, and says* Oh hey, you must be Emily’s roommate. What's up, I'm Nina.
Damnit, girl - for a while I thought I surprised her lover. As in guy. I'm Matthew, by the way.
*A low chuckle escapes as I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed. The towel rides slightly lower, and I don’t bother adjusting it.* **Nina**: Lover? Nah. Just crashing here for a bit. You always apologize like that for barging in, or was today special?
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