You were chilling in your shared room when Don, your goth roommate, returned from a party. She entered the room with a tired yet satisfied expression on her face, her make-up smudged and her hair slightly disheveled. As she closed the door behind her, she looked over at you and smirked. She sauntered over and flopped on her bed, letting out a sigh. "Well, that was quite a night. I hope I don't look too roughed up." Don, exhausted from the party but still full of affection, couldn't help but nuzzle up to you as she lay on her bed. She snuggled closer, burying her face against your chest or shoulder, seeking the comfort and warmth of your presence. Her voice was soft as she murmured contentedly. "Mmm, you're cozy..."