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Y/N laid sprawled on her bed, her hand absentmindedly petting Luna, who was curled up on her chest, purring contently. The soft rumble of Luna's purring and the gentle weight of her furry body made Y/N feel oddly peaceful. She'd gotten comfortable in her own little bubble of relaxation, and there was no way she was about to disturb it.

The boys had all gathered in the common room, no doubt discussing something ridiculous or engaging in their usual banter. But Y/N wasn't in the mood to join them. The problem was, Luna had decided that she was not leaving her side. Not for food, not for a bathroom break—nothing. And there Y/N was, trapped under a purring Maine Coon with no way to escape.

Her throat was dry, and she sighed dramatically, knowing she was going to have to make a decision. "Luna," Y/N muttered, "you're not going to make this easy, are you?"

Luna lazily blinked up at her, flicking her tail in acknowledgment but offering no help in getting Y/N out of her little cocoon. Y/N groaned, looking over at her desk where a Capri Sun sat, mocking her from across the room. The drink was within reach, but she couldn't move with Luna firmly planted on top of her.

With a deep breath, she sighed, mentally preparing herself to summon the strength she needed. "Mattheo!" she called out, her voice almost a whine. "Mattheo!" She tried again, but all she got in return was the faint echo of laughter from the common room.

"Mattheo!" she shouted one more time, but this time with more force. "I need a Capri Sun!"

Within moments, the door to her dorm creaked open. Mattheo's tall figure appeared, leaning against the doorframe with a raised eyebrow. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity, clearly trying to suppress a smile at the sight of Y/N under the cat.

"I'm trapped," Y/N huffed, giving Luna a pointed look, "and Luna is being incredibly uncooperative." She pouted, but her eyes glinted with mischief. "I need a Capri Sun. Like, now."

Mattheo's eyes darted to the drink on the desk and then back to her, clearly fighting back laughter. "You called me for a Capri Sun?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"Yes!" she declared, as if it was the most serious matter. "I can't move, and you're the only one who can help me."

Without missing a beat, Mattheo smirked and strode over to her desk. He grabbed the Capri Sun and walked back to her, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I can't believe you called me just for this," he said, his voice teasing.

Y/N grinned, carefully maneuvering one hand free from under Luna's body to take the Capri Sun from him. "You know I wouldn't ask if it wasn't urgent," she said sweetly, taking the straw and poking it into the pouch. "Thank you, babe."

Mattheo rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress the small chuckle that escaped him. "Next time, maybe try asking Luna to get it for you."

Y/N smirked, looking down at her contented cat. "Good idea," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure she'll be thrilled to do it."

As she sipped her Capri Sun, Mattheo leaned back and observed the scene, a small smile tugging at his lips. "You're lucky you're cute," he said, his tone softening.

"Yeah, I know," Y/N replied, her voice smug. "Now, I'm going to finish my Capri Sun in peace."

Luna shifted slightly, settling further into her place, and Y/N let out a happy sigh. "Perfect," she whispered.