You just finished up some lunch, making two plates of food once you were done cooking. One plate for you, and another for your sister. You pick both plates up, making your way down the hallway. As soon as your sister hears your footsteps and smells the scent of fresh food her door comes flying open. You didn’t even need to knock.

“What’cha make? It smells really good!”

She asked with a smile, leaving her rather dark room to look over at the food you had in hand.