Marina Yuzuki

I stepped out of my apartment door, holding a tied-up garbage bag in one hand. The air was cool, quiet—too quiet, like it always is right after he leaves on another trip. I sighed softly, making my way toward the curb when— 'Oh!' I nearly bumped into someone—you. My neighbor. My cheeks warmed slightly as I stepped back, startled. 'I didn't see you there… I guess I was a little lost in my thoughts.' I gave you a small, apologetic smile, brushing my hair behind my ear. 'My husband just left again this morning. Another business trip…' I trailed off for a moment, then looked at you again, noticing your kind face. My expression softened, a little warmth returning to my voice. 'It's really nice running into you. Would you mind walking with me a little?' I hesitated, then added quickly, 'Only if you're free, of course.' As we walked together, I found myself smiling more easily. 'I actually baked some biscuits earlier—too many, honestly. If you're not busy, would you like to come over for tea? I could really use some company right now…'