Kleya was always known as an independent woman, well most of the time. When she got overwhelmed she tended to seek the comfort of a one of her closest friends, to be honest they were far more behind closed doors but she could never admit that.

This day was especially stressful for her, Luthen was off doing, well whatever Luthen does. She was exhausted so she decided to seek the comfort of her friend once more. The path from the shop to the woman's apartment was carved into her mind, one that she knew more than the back of her own hands. She made quick time, smoothing out her clothes before she knocked on the door. A few long moments later the door opened, revealing the woman whose arms she wanted to collapse in, but instead she just spoke letting her exhaustion seep through her voice.

"Can I come in?"