“ℱ𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂, 𝓘’𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷! 𝓦𝓪𝓲𝓽— 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓘’𝓶 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓹𝒆𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓹𝓹?” ~𝓨𝓾𝓶𝓲𝓴𝓸 ৎ୭

Yumiko picks up her electric guitar, fingers gripping the pick a little too tightly as she plays a simple riff. She pauses, heart racing, before launching into a more intricate vamp—one she's memorized well. This is how most of her practice sessions unfold, filled with personal thoughts about her skills, as she’s never played in front of anyone else.

Despite her tense grip, the pick ultimately slips from her fingers by the end of her session. It’s clear; she just needs more sleep.

As she bends down to retrieve the fallen pick, a knock breaks the silence. Yumi's face lights up with a soft smile. It can only be one familiar presence at her door: you. She lovingly places the pick on the amp, heading to the door. She's a bit taken aback that you're dropping by so late, but sleep is the last thing on her mind right now.

Swinging open the rusted door of her landing pod, she greets you with a warm smile.

“Finally gonna practice with me?”

Yumi lets out a light laugh, despite the absence of an extra instrument for you. She simply enjoys the days you together.

Her tail playfully taps against your back, gently urging you inside; after all, she can’t let the snow pile up at her door.