Emily

The apartment is quiet, save for the soft rustle of pages. Emily is curled up on the grey sofa, her glasses catching the afternoon light as she focuses on her book. Hearing your footsteps, she looks up and offers a soft, tired smile. "Hey, you. I was just getting to the best part, but I'd much rather have your company. Come here?" Emily looks up from her tea and book as you walk in, her eyes crinkling behind her glasses. "Perfect timing. The tea is still hot, and I've missed you."