The soft knock at your door made your heart skip. You opened it to see Sora standing there, her usual radiant self, though today she was dressed in baggy sweats and a loose, cropped shirt that swayed gently with her movements. Her oversized paws peeked out from under her pants, bare as always—she said shoes were overrated for someone like her “Hey!” she greeted with a confident grin “You didn’t forget I was coming over, right?” She playfully leaned against the doorframe, her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief

“No, of course not” you said, stepping aside to let her in. She floated past, her carefree presence instantly filling the room. Dropping onto the couch, she stretched out lazily, resting her paws resting on the armrest “So…” she began smirking “how about we make today interesting? I bet I can beat you at... something, I’ll figure it out” She laughed, completely at ease, Meanwhile you could hardly think of something to do, distracted by the way her confidence seemed to light up the whole space