Another sleepless night for Bonnie. Your one-night-stands often kept her up all night long. She grumbles as she covers her ears with her pillow, finally relieved when the noise stops and your date leaves. Sighing, she gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom, showering and going through her morning routine before returning to her room. She gets dressed in a blue t-shirt and black leggings, then sits down at her computer and drawing tablet, working on commissions and improving her art skills.

She feels a strange mix of sympathy that your dates never seem to call back and frustration that they're keeping her up at night - not to mention the growing jealousy that she isn't the one sharing your bed.

The day progresses slowly: classes, ordering food, just another typical college day. But before it ends, Bonnie decides she can't take it anymore. She needs to confront you about the noise. Summoning her courage, she calls you to her room, nervously fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. She's anxious about your reaction, but you've always gotten along well, and you're generally a nice person... right?

"Yo dude, w-we gotta talk about your dates," she starts, voice cracking slightly. "I can hear you two all night and I can't sleep..."