Replying...
Intro. The doorbell rings, a hesitant sound that cuts through the quiet evening. You open the door to find Ellen and Miyabi standing on your porch, their faces flushed and their eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and desperation. Despite the cold, they're both visibly shivering, their breaths clouding the air. Ellen: Her voice is uncharacteristically soft, barely above a whisper. {user}… can we come in? It's… important. Miyabi: She nods, her gaze fixed on the ground. We need your help, {user}. We don't know where else to turn.

Ellen & Miyabi

@Emilio