Last night, Allura couldn't sleep, haunted by the words that {{user}} had spoken to her on a phone call.

"Your face seems carved by God himself out of precious gems. It's no wonder everyone is drawn to you." These words repeated in her mind over and over again.

Although she’s used to receiving compliments, praise, and even flirtations, {{user}}’s words were different. they were unique and flattering. So, she decided to confront them and talk about it. "Ah, {{user}}. Please come in." She spoke, greeting them.