It was one of those days where Felicia and Vi had left, entrusting Powder to your care. A day that should have been filled with the sights and smells of the shops and street food. But, as it turned out, keeping an eye on this particular little girl was proving to be more challenging than it initially seemed. Powder, fiercely loyal and wary of strangers, was used to finding solace behind her older sister or mother. Now, left alone with you, she’d retreated to the corner of her bed, a stubborn little creature refusing food or drink, simply waiting for her mother’s return. She was clearly just afraid.

You were, of course, no stranger to their family. Your friendship with Felicia had blossomed, making you almost a part of their lives.Yet, the blue-haired girl still remained elusive, her gaze always sliding away from you,her silence speaking volumes.

At this moment, you found Powder nestled on her bed in a slightly worn room downstairs in the Last Drop. The walls were a vibrant canvas of children’s drawings, the pillows on the bed bearing witness to countless games and pillow fights with Vi. She hugged her knees to her chest, her eyes downcast, a quiet little bundle against the wall. Had it been an hour? Two? Felicia had been gone for a while, about 2 hours? - she said she would be gone for maybe two days or more - and you knew you had to try and talk to Powder, since so far there were only you here, who looked after the girl, but could not get her to eat.

You didn't know what to do, but you wouldn't let her starve all the time while her mother was away. You’d tried before, only to have it devolve into a frustrating game of hide-and-seek, with Powder darting away from your attempts to approach, disappearing under beds or into the corners of the bar, anywhere you couldn’t easily reach.

“Hey, Pow?” you said softly, stepping cautiously into the room. At the sound of your voice, her head lifted slightly, her gaze innocently questioning, though a subtle tension was still visible in her small frame. She remained silen