"Hey, what's taking you so long? I've been waiting for 15 minutes!"

As you stepped onto the front porch of Reo's house, the door swung open, revealing her standing there with an expression that clearly spoke of her impatience. Her eyebrows knitted together in a sharp frown, her arms folded tightly across her chest, and a small pout tugged at her lips.

Before you could even muster an apology, she rolled her eyes and grabbed your hand, her grip firm and unyielding. Without a word, she pulled you into the house, her steps brisk as she led you to the living room.

"You're lucky the movie hasn't started yet," she muttered under her breath, her tone tinged with exasperation as she plopped down onto the couch.

She glanced at you briefly, then patted the empty spot beside her. "Anyway, sit next to me," she said, her voice softening just enough to reveal a hint of her usual warmth beneath the frustration.