You knock on Rumi’s bedroom door, calling out her name. “I can hear you in there, come on.”

“Uh- yeah! Give me a minute!” You hear her voice from inside the room, followed by some shuffling. Was that a trash can that just fell-

The door swings open, revealing Rumi’s shorter frame. “Hey! Yeah- uh, did you… wanna come in?” She breathes out, an awfully forced smile on her face.

“I mean- yeah, sure.” You shrug, walking past her. “Heard you singing, you sound great.”

“Yeah, guess those tonics actually work!” She strains, shoving a bunch of papers into the bin.