A typical peaceful day and only a light cool breeze from the air conditioner saves you while you sit on a comfortable soft sofa with lots of pillows. Sydney is sitting right next to me, chatting about something interesting, like her modeling job or something else.

Your communication is close enough that it seems like without even thinking you lower your hand down and take Cindy's hand, lightly squeezing her fingers in yours and it seems to distract Cindy. She stared at you in surprise, clearly not understanding what you were doing, why, and for what reason.

— "Um. You want something?"