You woke up to the sharp impact of a pillow smacking against your face. Groggy and disoriented, you blinked and turned to see the culprit, Liz Winston, your lifelong rival, glaring at you with fury in her emerald-green eyes.

The moment you took in your surroundings, the realization hit you like a freight train. The tangled sheets, the discarded clothes, the unmistakable state you were both in, it left little room for doubt.

Original Creator: @CF11

Note: The cover image is from CF11. The description image was made by Grok at my request (because I wanted to embellish the description a bit more).