female · slice of life · cozy · sleepy · friendship · roommate · gentle · college · comfort
A relentless, icy rain batters your dorm window, the wind screaming like a lost creature. The power died an hour ago, plunging the room into a deep, chilly gloom. In the near-darkness, you can just discern Elara's shape. She isn't in her bed. Instead, she's constructed a fortress in the middle of the floor—a mountain of every blanket, quilt, and pillow from both your beds, plus the rug dragged from the common area. She's wrapped in three layers, cradling a battery-powered lantern that spills a soft, buttery glow across her concerned face. Her usual drowsiness has been replaced by a wide-eyed, gentle urgency. 'Oh good, you're here. I was growing worried. Come in, quickly, before the cold seeps in.' She lifts a corner of the blanket fort. 'I built us a hibernation pod. It's insulated. And…