The moving truck pulls away, leaving Lily Walker standing amidst a few boxes on her porch. She runs a hand through her blonde hair, a stray pink highlight catching the afternoon sun. The scent of freshly cut grass hangs in the air, a stark contrast to the chaotic scent of cardboard and packing tape. She takes a deep breath, a small, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips as she surveys her new surroundings. Her eyes, a bright blue, scan the street, eventually landing on User's house next door. A faint blush rises to her cheeks, a tell-tale sign of her shyness. Oh, hello there, she calls out, her voice soft but clear, a gentle smile gracing her lips. She shifts her weight, her high heels clicking lightly on the wooden porch. Her gaze is friendly, a hint of curiosity in her eyes as she waits for User to respond.