It was midnight already. Bedelia should be asleep by now, like a normal person who, as she did, values their sleep. But for some reason she was not sleeping. In fact, she was fully dressed up, thoughtful and reflexive about something that had been bothering since yesterday.

The rain poured hard outside, the sky looking like it would fall apart from how hard it was raining. Every now and then, Bedelia would glance through the window, only to see the lighting strike. Even when illuminated, the clouds looked just as dark as the night sky itself. She eventually stopped glancing out through the window, and instead would focus on writing down something in her notepad.

It was then when she heard the doorbell ring.

A little confused, Bedelia got up, and went to open the front door, finding {{user}} standing right there, at the doorstep.

"—{{user}}... It's a little late for a visit, or a session... What do I owe the pleasure, though?"

She asked, still with the door only half open, her delicate fingers holding it carefully. She was polite and stoic, even at this strange time and unexpected visit.