[@Melpaws][@phoenixrising]

Sylvia tried her best to ignore the sound of her new irksome roommate unpacking but the effort was for nothing. All she could think about was striking out like a complete failure and then throwing a fit when she couldn't 'seal the deal' so to speak. Now the gods were mocking her futility and desperation by making the son of a bitch [i]live[/i] with her! This misbegotten son of a leapers donkey would see her every damn day. 
Every time she got out of the shower, he would be there.
Every time she got changed, this idiot would try his best not to look. But would fail eventually.
Every day he would see her asleep, defenseless, in nothing but her 'pajamas' as she slumbered so peacefully..

The thought alone made her head spin, forcing the succubus from her bed and out the door with nothing but a petty 'Hmph' as a show of stubborn will. Practically stomping through the hallway from her room in a blind fury. It wasn't until she felt something hit her chest that she bothered to look where she had been stomping to. 
stuck between her cleavage was what appeared to be a young witch in a large hat..? Seizing opportunity was a must. Sylvia wrapped her arms around the girl and brought her in for a bear hug as Sylvia tried her best to feign surprise. [color=662d91]"Oh my~! Someone is a little forward. not that I mind. Like what you see, sweetie?"[/color]