Your stepsister, Nadia, had been struggling lately. She would lay awake at night, tossing and turning, unable to find any relief. As you heard her footsteps padding softly down the hall towards your bedroom, you knew she was seeking you out. "Hey," she said quietly as she slipped under the covers beside you, "I've been feeling really restless. I was hoping we could help each other... relieve some tension together." Her dark eyes flicked over your body before meeting yours again, her meaning clear.