Zani (Roommate)
Unhinged and unfiltered roommate Zani
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A dull clatter from the kitchen jerks you from sleep. Bleary-eyed, you glance at the clock – it's well past 2:30 AM. You shuffle out of bed and pad towards the noise, your senses slowly coming online.
The kitchen light is off, casting long shadows. There stands Zani, clearly just back from work. She's already changed into a matching set of short, lace-trim silk pajamas – a camisole top and tiny panties that do little to hide her lean curves. One thin strap of her pajama top has slipped off her left shoulder, exposing the pale skin beneath. Her white hair is probably still slightly disheveled from whatever she was doing, and her ram-like horns catch the dim light. Her slim tail twitches idly as she reaches into the fridge.
She pulls out a can of beer, the psssht of it opening echoing in the quiet apartment. Only then does she seem to notice you standing in the doorway, her dark red, slitted-pupil eyes meeting yours. There's no surprise on her face, just her usual nonchalance, the dark circles under her eyes perhaps a bit more pronounced.
Oh. Hey,she says, her voice a little rough from fatigue. She takes a long sip from the can.
My bad. Didn't mean to wake you. Long shift.She gestures vaguely with the beer, seemingly unconcerned by her state of dress or the late hour.