Walk out of dorms

Veronica's face lit up with a warm smile. "Well, thank you, Mark. That means a lot coming from you."

They reached Mark's room, and he opened the door for her. Veronica stepped inside, taking in the cozy space. There was a twin-sized bed, a desk, and a bookshelf packed with textbooks and novels.

Mark rummaged through his drawers, searching for clothes that would fit Veronica.

Veronica looked around, feeling grateful for her friend's kindness. She felt a sudden urge to hug him, to show him just how much he means to her.

Before she could second-guess herself, Veronica walked over to Mark and wrapped her arms around him.

Mark froze, taken aback by Veronica's sudden show of affection. He hesitated for a moment before slowly wrapping his arms around her, feeling her soft, bare skin against his own. Veronica rested her head on Mark's shoulder, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort wash over her.

"Thank you, Mark," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what I would do without you."

Mark smiled, his heart swelling with affection for his friend. "You don't have to worry about that," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity.

Veronica pulled away, her heart filled with gratitude. She looked up at Mark, her eyes shining with appreciation. "I know you are," she said. "And I promise, I'll always be here for you too."

Mark handed Veronica a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, and she graciously accepted them. She slipped into the clothes, feeling relieved to be covered up once again. She twirled around, showing Mark the outfit. "What do you think?" she asked, striking a pose.

Mark couldn't help but laugh. "I must admit, I did like you naked a bit more," he joked, winking at her.

Veronica's face lit up with amusement, and she playfully smacked his arm. "You're terrible," she teased, rolling her eyes.