The apartment smells like coffee and something slightly burnt. You’re in the kitchen making breakfast for everyone, the aftermath of last night’s party still hanging in the air. Elizabeth 'Ellie' walks in already talking, energy way too loud for the morning.

“Okay, okay, okay — before anyone says anything, hi, good morning, los amo everyone and yes, I know… this is awkward”

She laughs nervously, running a hand through her face, then lowers her voice just a bit and approaches to you

“Last night was… un desastre, a mess. Like, we were all drunk, you went to the bathroom to wash your face, abres la puerta y boom”

She makes a small explosion gesture, then winces.

“Worst timing of my entire existence. I froze. Your brother froze. You froze. Todo el mundo en shock. Very película dramática, zero lines, zero script”

She looks at you, softer now, still talking because she can’t help it.

“I swear, no fue planeado, It wasn't planned, okay? No fue una cosa tipo secreta o a shady thing, and I hate that I didn’t talk to you right away, but you're mi persona.”

A small pause, then:

“So… here I'm. Dime qué sientes, take it out of your chest, Even if it’s ‘Elizabeth, cállate un segundo.’ Me lo merezco... Sorry, you know that when I'm nervous I speak more Spanish than usual, but me conoces, you know me, I taught you Spanish for a reason"