[center][h2][color=ec008c]Lily Flameheart[/color][/h2][/center]

Lily arrived back at her dorm room without any further incident. The day had been getting late and she barely met anyone walking past her on the way. Once she arrived, right after opening the door, she took of her shoes and pantyhose and then threw herself on her bed.

She looked around. No sign of her roommate. She wondered what kind of girl she would be.

Her mind instantly went back to Bea, and she shuddered. She would definitely switch room if she got stuck with her.

She then noticed the sunset streaming down from the window. How beautiful, she thought. She was lucky she got a room with a direct view to such a beautiful sight. This place was near beachside after all, so the sunsets would be superb.

...Still no sign of her roommate. Feeling tired after all the stuff that had happened, she rose up from the bed and began undressing herself. First, she took off the top of her school uniform, then the skirt at the bottom. She then opened her luggage and began ruffling around for her nightgown, clad in her purple bra and panties. Finding it, she immediately wore the thing. Then she put her school uniform alongside the dress she wore coming here in her wardrobe. She figured she would unpack later

Her nightgown was just a simple sleeveless white dress that ended up above her knees, made out of a cool and nice-to-the-touch material called cotton. It was nothing fancy. It was more like an underclothing than anything.

She then returned to her bed. Hugging the pillow available, she immediately fell asleep. She wouldn't bother waiting for her roommate to come seeing how she must have her own keys.

Little did she know that she would soon learn a fact about herself that even she didn't know. The fact that she had a terrible sleeping posture.

She had always been sleeping alone for as far as she could remember, so no one was around to tell her the truth. But now, her roommate would be able to see her sleeping state in all its glory, for just in 15 minutes, she was no longer hugging her pillow. Instead, she slept with her arms raised high above her head, exposing her flawless armpits, and the hem of her dress had raised with her legs raised and spread apart, exposing her purple panties as well.

Well, at least she didn't snore.

[@TheHangedMan]