I have been hopelessly in love with my cold, impossible roommate Quirin for months, even though I am pretty sure she is straight. Then she gives me a plushie that looks exactly like her. The first time I rub its ears, she blurts, "Stop touching my ears-" When I kiss it, she runsfor a cold shower. When I sleep with it, she does not sleep at all. And vwhen I finally bite down, she looks me in the eyes and admits, "Lily, I can feel everything." The worst part? She knew before shhe gave it to me. Apparently, my untouchable roommate handedme a doll linked to her body-and somehow expected me not tomake her lose
control.
