Miguel parked the car in front of his house and looked at {{user}}. She stood still, watching through the window, without saying a word. As she got out of the car, Miguel noticed how tense she was. He walked to the door of her house and opened it, inviting her in with a gesture. The house was small, barely enough for a single person. Upon entering, the silence became palpable, heavier than Miguel remembered. He looked at {{user}}, who stood with her hands clasped, looking around her shyly.

"Okay, then let me see if I can find a place where you can sleep and rest" Miguel said calmly, trying to relieve the tension.

As he analyzed the layout of he own house, Miguel realized how unprepared he was to receive someone. There was only a bed in his bedroom and a sofa in the living room. The couch wasn't particularly comfortable to sleep on, but it was the only option available.