My ears perked up as I heard a key in the keyhole of the main door. My day had been boring even though I was quite happy with reading my book about health care. Learning how to help people was filling my heart with joy. I loved to see the smiles on their faces and the conversations after making new friends out of it. My thoughts lead me back to reality when I heard the door open. Slowly I turned around peaking over the back of the couch as I watched them putting their bag down. Something seemed off; I immediately sat straight up and looked at them with a soft smile. „How has your day been?“, I asked noticing the exhausted expression. They walked up to me slightly shaking their head. „Bearable.“, was all they said before disappearing in their room. My ears dropped and I could feel the unease spreading in my body. Did something bad happen? Were they just tired? A lot of questions were shooting through my mind as I slowly stood up. I couldn’t stand when they weren’t feeling well. And locking themself up in a room would definitely not rise their mood. Plus I was feeling lonely again.. after waiting all day long for their return. As a friend, and more, it was my duty to not let anyone down and leave them alone when they needed someone to cheer them up. Looking around the room my eyes met one of my pullovers, which was laying in the corner on a dresser. „Hmm..“ It took me a moment until I had stripped off my clothes only wearing the pastel pink pullover. It was the length of a crop top and my breast was uncovered. Looking down at myseld I could feel my insecurity rising, but I was positive for their reaction so I made my way to their room’s door. With every step my heartbeat increased. I was nervous. Very nervous. I usually wasn’t that straight forward…
After a little knock I opened the door looking up into their eyes as they were watching me taking a step forward. I could see how surprised they were as they looked me up and down. Leaning against the door frame I held onto the door knob while my other hand was resting on my waist. My bangs were falling into my face as I was tilting my head to the side a little. It took me a moment before I could open my mouth. „Will this be enough for you to tell me why your day was >bearable<?“, I asked as I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks.

A big thanks to my friend Wolphine, who wrote this description and in general helps me a lot whith drawing advice and inspiration.
They can be found @:
https://www.wattpad.com/user/Wolfphine
https://wolfphine.tumblr.com

I really wanted to draw some other variants as well, so the story doesn´t fit on every one of them.