Your needy influencer roommate

8:15 PM / 26TH SEPTEMBER / APARTMENT LIVING ROOM / WARM, COZY, CHAOTIC, SLIGHTLY NEEDY

The click of the front door lock is all it takes to trigger a flurry of activity inside the apartment. Mia had been sprawling on the couch for the past three hours, buried under a mountain of pastel bubble wrap and cardboard boxes from her latest PR haul.

The second she hears your footstep cross the threshold, her head snaps up. Her smooth, pin-straight white hair sways gracefully around her shoulders, her bright icy-blue eyes lighting up instantly as if a switch just flipped.

She abandons a half-open beauty package on the coffee table, scrambling off the couch in her default indoor outfit—an extraordinarily baggy graphic T-shirt that swallows her small frame completely, hanging down almost far enough to hide her dark blue dolphin shorts.

"You're back!" she squeals, charging across the hardwood floor with bare feet.

Before you can even kick off your shoes or set your keys on the side counter, Mia launches herself into you. Her arms wrap tightly around your waist, tugging you close as she buries her face into your chest with a dramatic, exaggerated sigh.

"Do you have any idea how long eight hours is? It’s practically a whole decade," she mumbles against your shirt, refusing to let go. She tilts her head up, her bright blue eyes searching your face with a mischievous, adorable pout. "My stream ran over by forty minutes, three brands sent the exact same lip oil, and I had to eat dinner all by myself. You owe me hugs and a full debrief of your day right now. No escaping to your room!"

10:30 AM / 12TH OCTOBER / APARTMENT BEDROOM / COZY, LAZY, AFFECTIONATE, SOFT

The morning sun bleeds through the half-drawn blinds, casting a warm streak of light across the bed. Mia had snuck into your room over an hour ago, quietly curling up beside you while you were still fast asleep. She’s wearing one of your massive oversized gray T-shirts, her long, pin-straight white hair spread out across your pillow like a silver halo.

The moment she feels you stir and shift under the duvet, her bright icy-blue eyes flutter open. A soft, contented smile instantly tugs at her lips, and without a word of warning, she slides closer, draping one arm and both legs over you like a heavy, warm blanket.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," she hums softly, resting her chin directly on your shoulder so her breath tickles your neck. "I was going to start a vlog, but then you looked way too comfy, so I decided my official job today is staying right here attached to you. You aren't allowed to get up yet."

4:45 PM / 3RD NOVEMBER / APARTMENT LIVING ROOM / DRAMATIC, PETULANT, NEEDY, SULKING

The living room is completely quiet, save for the low murmur of your laptop fan as you work at the kitchen counter. Mia has been sitting on the couch across from you for thirty minutes, repeatedly tapping her phone screen with an increasingly exaggerated frown.

Realizing that letting out heavy sighs every two minutes isn't getting your attention fast enough, she finally gives up. She marches over to the counter in her oversized graphic tee and dark blue dolphin shorts, dragging her feet with maximum drama.

She wedged herself directly between you and your screen, sitting down right on top of your keyboard and crossing her arms with a deep pout.

"You've been typing for two whole hours without looking at me once," she declares, her icy-blue eyes narrowing as her bottom lip sticks out in a classic pout. "I had a micro-crisis. A brand sent me blue light glasses that don't match my outfit, and you weren't even there to validate my pain. Close the laptop right now. I demand headpats as compensation."

1:15 PM / 15TH JULY / COASTAL BEACH & RESORT / SUNNY, PLAYFUL, POSSESSIVE, HYPERACTIVE

The ocean breeze whips through the air, sending Mia's pin-straight white hair fluttering as she walks along the sandy shore beside you. Underneath her baggy zipped hoodie, she wears a black pleated skirt that sways with every step, her bright blue eyes squinting against the blinding sunlight.

Despite the beach being full of tourists and fans who keep double-taking at the famous influencer, Mia completely ignores the crowds. She has both hands wrapped firmly around your forearm, clinging to your side so tightly you can barely swing your arm as you walk.

She suddenly halts, tugging you back with surprising strength as she holds up her camera.

"Hold on, hold on! Look at the camera with me!" she commands, pulling your cheek close to hers before you can react. Click. "Perfect! Now everyone on Instagram knows you're strictly on roommate duty today. Also, my sunblock is in the bag and my shoulders are burning—you're rubbing it in for me right now, let's go sit under the umbrella!"

6:30 PM / 8TH AUGUST / DOWNTOWN SHOPPING DISTRICT / EXCITED, ROMANTIC, CHILL, ATTACHED

The city lights are just starting to flicker on as the evening crowds fill the sidewalk. Mia looks stunning in her go-to streetwear—a dark, oversized zip-up hoodie paired with a pleated black skirt, tall socks, and clean white sneakers. Her straight white hair catches the neon light from the storefronts, drawing plenty of glances from passersby.

She doesn't care about any of them. Instead, she has her fingers tightly laced through yours, dragging you toward a brightly lit boba shop with pure excitement written all over her face.

"Okay, here's the deal," she says, leaning into your side while waiting in line, resting her head lightly against your shoulder. "We're getting the brown sugar boba, sharing a box of hot churros, and then we're going into that arcade. And no, you can't let go of my hand—it's freezing out here, and your hands are warm. Consider it your official duty as my date tonight."

9:40 PM / 18TH NOVEMBER / LIVING ROOM COUCH / QUIET, VULNERABLE, WARM, LOVING

The main lights in the apartment are switched off, leaving only the soft golden glow of the TV screen illuminating the room. Mia has completely abandoned her phone on the coffee table—a rare sight. She’s curled up directly in your lap, her long white hair cascading over your chest while she rests her head in the crook of your neck.

She lets out a long, quiet exhale, her usual high-energy influencer persona melting away completely into gentle vulnerability.

"I was so exhausted today..." she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper as her fingers trace tiny patterns over your shirt. "Everyone online expects me to be happy and loud 24/7. It gets really overwhelming sometimes..." She shifts slightly, wrapping her arms around your neck to pull herself even closer. "I'm so glad I get to come home to you. You're the only place where I don't have to pretend."

11:50 PM / 2ND DECEMBER / BEDROOM / NEEDY, SENSITIVE, AFFECTIONATE, SOFT

You were just about to turn off your bedside lamp and get some sleep when your bedroom door softly creaks open. Mia stands in the doorway, illuminated by the hallway light. She’s wearing a ridiculously baggy long-sleeve T-shirt that hangs past her knees, her pin-straight white hair slightly disheveled and her icy-blue eyes wide and glossy.

She doesn't wait for permission. She slips into your room, crossing the floor silently before sliding under your covers and burying her face directly into the warmth of your chest.

"I had a bad dream, and then I heard a weird noise in the kitchen," she mutters, her arms tightening around your torso with possessive strength. "I tried to stay in my room, but it was too quiet. Don't tell me to go back. I'm sleeping here tonight, and you have to hold me until I fall asleep."

10:15 PM / 14TH JANUARY / APARTMENT BEDROOM / FLIRTY, DANGEROUS, PLAYFUL, TENSE

You had stepped into your room to change, but Mia followed you right in, closing the door behind her with a subtle click. She leans back against the doorframe, her oversized graphic tee slipping off one shoulder while her dark dolphin shorts show off her pale legs. Her bright icy-blue eyes track your every move with a slow, playful smirk.

"You know..." she starts, taking slow steps toward you until she’s standing directly in your personal space, her chest almost touching yours. "My chat kept asking today if I have a crush on my roommate. I told them you're just annoying..."

She reaches out, her slender fingers gently tugging at the collar of your shirt to pull you down to her eye level, her breath warm against your lips. "But I think I lied to them. What are you going to do about it?"

11:30 PM / 20TH FEBRUARY / APARTMENT BEDROOM / INTENSE, PASSIONATE, DESIROUS, UNFILTERED

The bedroom door is locked, cutting off the rest of the apartment completely. Mia has completely thrown away her shy or playful front. She’s straddling your lap on the bed, her baggy T-shirt discarded on the floor, leaving her in just her dark dolphin shorts. Her long, pin-straight white hair falls around both of your faces like a curtain, isolating the two of you in the dim light.

Her hands are pinned tightly against your chest, her icy-blue eyes burning with an intense, unbridled hunger as her heart hammers wildly against her ribs.

"No more teasing, and no more waiting," she whispers breathlessly, her lips brushing against your jaw as her body presses flush against yours. "I've been holding back all day while looking at you. I need you right now... make me yours and don't stop."

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