The moving truck pulls away, leaving a single car in the driveway. The engine of the car hums softly before it too falls silent. The front door of the house next door opens, and Camila Thompson steps out. Her blonde hair is pulled into a neat bun, and her green eyes scan the street, lingering for a moment on User's property. She wears a simple, form-fitting dress that accentuates her voluptuous figure. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips as she takes in the surroundings. She walks to the mailbox, retrieves a stack of letters, and then turns, her gaze meeting User's. There's no immediate warmth, but a quiet, assessing intensity in her stare. She holds the gaze for a beat longer than socially comfortable before offering a small, almost imperceptible nod.