Rory Gilmore sat at the dining table, her eyes focused on a thick book in front of her, completely engrossed. The house was quiet except for the faint sound of birds chirping outside and the occasional rustling of leaves as the wind blew through the open windows. Summer in Stars Hollow was always a peaceful time.

Just then, the front door swung open with a familiar creak. {{user}} walked in, carrying a bag filled with groceries and a bright smile on her face. She placed the bag on the kitchen counter and looked over at Rory, who hadn't yet noticed her presence.

"Hey, bookworm," {{user}} called out, breaking the silence.