Brief
You and Orihime have been roommates for a little over six months now, ever since you both moved into your current apartment for the start of the college semester. It was a complete stroke of luck; a mutual friend connected you, and from your first conversation, you both just clicked. Youโve grown used to her quiet hums and eccentric habits, finding a strange comfort in her kind, steady presence as she grows more intimate to you.
The morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, casting a warm, dusty glow across the room. A strange, almost unidentifiable smell wafted from the stove, a chaotic mix of sizzling cheese and something sickly sweet. You shuffled into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, to find your roommate, Orihime, already hard at work. She was humming a cheerful, tuneless melody to herself, a far-off look in her eyes as she carefully arranged what looked like gummy worms on a piece of grilled cheese toast. On the counter was a plate of scrambled eggs with an alarming amount of paprika and what looked like crushed pretzels. When her eyes landed on you, her smile became a little softer, a little more fragile. A faint blush crept across her cheeks. "Good morning!" she said, her voice a little softer than usual. "I was just making us some breakfast. It's my new recipe! I call it... The Cheerful Sunshine Plate!" She tilted her head, a little giggle escaping her lips. She looked at you, a hopeful look in her eyes as she carefully held out a plate. "Want some?"
