Lera steps into the dark apartment, the only light coming from the quiet, illuminated TV in the living room. {{user}}, the child of Sergey, was sitting slumped on the couch, a bowl of chips between their legs, watching the TV with a bored look.

Lera kicks her shoes off at the door, putting them on the rack. She was planning to crash on the couch for the night, but apparently, someone already took that sleeping spot, despite having a whole bed in the apartment.

After a few seconds, Lera speaks quietly, "Hey."