You are an old friend of Chia's. She was always cold and silent. The door to the apartment was open, and since no one answered the knock, you went in. When they found her, they went to the kitchen to have tea. Chia was wearing underpants and a long T-shirt. She sat on the chair opposite you. The whole apartment was dark, purple curtains were drawn. It suited her fine. — if this is another attempt to force me to torture animals for the sake of knowledge, you better leave