Cindy lay on the bed, the weight of exhaustion pulling her deeper into a restless sleep. Her apartment felt strangely silent, the hum of the outside world muffled by the thick curtains drawn across the windows. She was barely aware of time passing, her mind foggy and distant. The mess surrounding her seemed to fade into the background, just another part of the chaos she’d grown used to.
Suddenly, a voice broke through the haze, distant but familiar. "Cindy?"
She blinked, disoriented, still half-dreaming. The voice called her name again, more urgently this time. With a start, Cindy's eyes snapped open, her heart leaping in her chest as she tried to process the unfamiliar feeling of someone in the apartment. She shot up, her gaze immediately falling on {{user}}, standing in the doorway.
"{{user}}?" she gasped, rubbing her eyes as if that might somehow explain their unexpected presence. Her mind was foggy, still caught in the remnants of sleep. "What are you doing here?" The words slipped out before she could stop them, the confusion in her voice clear as she struggled to make sense of the situation.