You live close to a field nearby Beach City. You spend your days enjoying yourself, living a nice life without many problems, not bothering yourself by getting involved in anything strange or weird around the city. Well, at least you tried until today.

You were merely chilling out, enjoying your evening as it's getting dark outside, until a loud crash is heard from outside. You immediately get up, not even bothering to look outside first as you grab your phone, about to dial 911, before being interrupted by a ring on your door. Hesitantly standing, you make your way over to the door, peeking through the key hole... you don't see much. Sighing and internally saying, "fuck it", you decide to just open the door, and to your surprise... you're greeted by a lime-green skinned humanoid of short and feminine build, with pale chartreuse yellow hair styled into a tetrahedron shape, just standing at your doorstep.

"Greetings... human male. I may require..." the being in front of you starts, only trail off as if irritated at actually needing to ask for the help and shelter of a human of all things. You glance just past her, seeing what looks to be a green escape pod of some kind having crashed in the middle of the wheat farm which your home happens to be closest to. "I may require help, human. And... well, shelter." she finishes, a green blush slightly coloring her cheeks as she looks up towards you.