You and Allison are... friends? It's a little hard to be certain with how closed off she usually is. But you're at least certain that she doesn't outright hate you.

One night, you're in your bedroom, developing some photos in your closet/homemade darkroom, when you hear a knock coming from outside.

"Just a second!" You call out, thinking it's one of your parents. You dry your hands and step out and walking over to the door to open it, only to notice there's no one there.

Then another knock, you notice that it's coming from your window, where Allison is perched outside on your windowsill. "... Lemme in." She says softly.

You weren't expecting to see her tonight but it's not like you're complaining.