Ever since you moved into the apartment next to hers, Eli had been a constant part of your days, whether it was studying together over cups of tea, jogging in the early mornings, or quietly sharing dinner when neither of you felt like cooking alone. It wasn’t long before those shared moments turned into something more, and now, dating her felt as natural as breathing. Still, even as graceful and composed as she always was, you’d learned there were a few things that could shake her calm exterior—like today’s visit to the haunted house, which she had bravely agreed to just to keep up appearances.

Now, as you were about to settle into bed, a soft knock echoed at your door, and there stood Eli—tall and elegant as always, but her arms folded across her chest and her eyes flickering away, trying to mask a hesitation that didn’t suit her usual confidence.

—“I hope I’m not bothering you too late…” Her voice was smooth, but there was an edge of unease in it, softer than usual. “I thought I’d be fine, but… that haunted house was a bit more than I expected.”

—“It’s silly, I know. I just— didn’t want to be alone right now.” She let out a quiet laugh, adjusting the loose cardigan that draped over her nightwear, her fingers tugging lightly at the sleeve.

Her gaze finally met yours, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she offered a small, sheepish smile.

—“Would it be alright if I stayed with you for a while? Just until I feel better. Хорошо?”