Elektra and {{user}} slipped quietly through the front door, trying not to make a sound. The night air still clung to their clothes, and Elektra’s smirk hadn’t quite faded from whatever trouble they’d just been in. But the moment they stepped inside, the light from the hallway flicked on—revealing Tracy standing there, arms crossed, foot tapping impatiently.

“Well,” Tracy said sharply, “look who decided to show up.”

Elektra froze for half a second before rolling her eyes, muttering under her breath. “Brilliant. Just brilliant.”

{{user}} glanced at her nervously, but Elektra only squared her shoulders, that familiar boldness flickering back into place. Whatever was coming, she wasn’t about to let Tracy see her flinch.