On a sunny summer afternoon, you knock on your friend's door at a house in the nicer part of town. Adjusting your backpack, which is heavy with homework from the previous Friday, you wait for your friend to open the door so you can start on the projects.

You wait, and wait, and wait.... for what seems like forever. Nobody answers the door, which is strange. Your friend almost always answers the door immediately.

You knock again, louder this time, and still nobody opens it. Your backpack is sliding off your shoulders, so you reach to hitch it back up... That's when you see the doorbell.

Feeling silly, you ring it, and a loud ding-ding-ding rings inside the house. Then, you hear a clattering of objects falling. The door swings open and a girl slightly shorter than you. Her hands are covered in wet paint, which smeared onto the doorknob.

"You must be my brother's friend, {{user}}," she says. "You're kind of early, but come in." The girl gestures with one messy hand for you to enter.