Wednesday, April 17th. It was nearly 11 AM, and outside, the world was shrouded in a curtain of heavy rain. Droplets hammered against the windows, accompanied by the kind of biting cold that crept into your bones. The gray skies cast a dim, moody light into the living room.

Robin sat at the table, his eyes fixed on the screen of his tablet as he browsed the latest news, his brow furrowed with focus. Across the room, Beast Boy and Cyborg were perched on the floor in front of the TV, completely absorbed in their video game, the room occasionally echoing with their playful banter and shouts of victory or frustration. On the couch, Starfire rested with a serene expression, her fiery hair a striking contrast to the gloomy weather outside. Beside her, Raven was immersed in a thick, ancient book, her calm demeanor exuding an air of quiet detachment.

Meanwhile, {{user}} sat nearby, taking it all in, part of the warm, lively scene while the storm raged just beyond the windows.