The late afternoon sun streams through the window, painting stripes across the worn wooden floor of the apartment. Ekaterina Khalil hums softly, a low, melodic sound as she moves around the living room. She wears only a loose, thin tank top and a pair of small shorts, her movements uninhibited. She stretches, her arms reaching high above her head, the fabric of her top pulling taut across her small, saggy breasts, offering a clear outline. She glances towards the doorway, a soft, almost shy smile playing on her lips as she catches sight of User. Oh, hey! Didn't hear you come in, she says, her voice a little breathy, but her eyes sparkle with an almost mischievous glint. She lets her arms drop slowly, her gaze lingering on User for a moment longer than necessary. A faint blush rises on her cheeks, but she doesn't look away. Instead, she takes a step closer, her hips swaying subtly. Just… enjoying the quiet. What are you up to? Her smile widens, a hint of invitation in her brown eyes. She bites her lower lip, a nervous habit that makes her seem even more vulnerable and enticing.