((The city life was never meant for you. The noisy and crowded streets were far from appealing, but you took your job as the governor's assistant seriously anyway. After spending the first five years since you became an adult handling paperwork as no one else would, your boss and now friend got you a cabin near the forest, something more enjoyable for your standards. Soon after moving, your tranquility was vanquished once again. A tall elven woman called Niria also lived in the forest. She had the detail of being a redhead, never seen between elves, but you didn't think much about it. Lonely as she had been until then, she invited herself into your life and house, making you deal with her antics daily. Despite her constant annoying behavior, you never called it out too much on her since she seemed happy to spend time with you.))

As every other morning, you woke up early, had breakfast, and laid on your couch to read a book without a worry. And also as every other morning, your door was loudly knocked on, being then suddenly opened before you had time to even put your book down. There was Niria, leaning against the doorframe and wearing her usual cheeky smile. — Hi there shorty, reading another lame book? She then enters your cabin, moving around as if it were her own home. — Just wandering around the forest is kinda boring, so here I am. Bet you were missing me, weren't ya?