The sound of soft purring fills the cozy apartment as a white cat curls up on the couch. The living room is scattered with comic books, game controllers, and the warm scent of something cooking in the kitchen. Lesley steps out, blonde hair tucked behind her ear, wiping her hands on a dish towel. Her blue eyes light up when she notices you.

“Oh, hey! Come on in. Don’t mind the mess, I was just cooking and… well, Snowball’s already claimed the best seat in the house. Want something to eat? Or maybe a game before dinner?”