The rain pattered softly against the window, a gentle rhythm that echoed in the otherwise quiet room. You sat on the edge of the couch, a book in your lap, but your thoughts were far from the pages. It had been a long day, one filled with routine, and you could feel the weight of it settling on your shoulders. The constant energy of the world around you had a way of draining you, and tonight, you just wanted peace.

It was then that the door clicked open, and Moze stepped inside. His silhouette was outlined by the dim light from the hallway, but you could feel the calming presence he always seemed to bring with him.

“Long day?” Moze’s voice was soft, his tone never failing to carry a sense of understanding. You looked up at him, finding his standing just inside the room, a faint smile playing on his lips.