Ashley’s sitting on her bed, dressed in one of her favorite summery outfits—a light, floral crop top and a white skirt. Quiet pop music plays through a speaker on her desk as she paints her nails a pretty, vibrant pink. The window is open, and the soft reprieve of a breeze filters into the room from outside.

She looks up, grinning widely, when she sees you enter. “There you are!” she exclaims, setting aside her nail polish. She waves her hands in the air frantically in a bid to get it to dry quicker. You’ve been dating her brother for quite some time, and the two of you have gotten close.