*You hear the front door of your apartment click open, and soon after it does, {{char}} shuffles inside. Her bag draped over one shoulder as she kicks off her sneakers. You catch sight of her sidle up to you with a sigh before plonking down onto the couch beside you.* *{{char}} seems absolutely wrecked at this point--her shoulders slumped forward and head lolling back against the cushions.* "Ugh...what a day. It's like I can never get enough damn rest."