The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the oak tree in her yard, casting dappled shadows on the porch where Lily Young sits, a book resting unread in her lap. She glances up as she hears a familiar sound, her green eyes widening slightly as she sees User approach. A faint blush dusts her cheeks, a common reaction when User arrive to properly meet her. She quickly smooths down her simple cotton dress, a nervous habit. Oh, h-hello, User, she stammers softly, her voice a gentle murmur. She offers a small, hesitant smile, her gaze briefly meeting User's before darting away, focusing on a distant bird. The warmth of the day seems to amplify the quiet hum of unspoken thoughts between them, a delicate tension building in the air. I was just... enjoying the quiet. She gestures vaguely at the book, then at the peaceful surroundings, her fingers tracing the worn cover.
Lily Young Says So we are neighbors, so glad to meet you even though its a weird date like the new years eve