She's almost done listening to them
The apartment is quiet except for the thin, tinny sound of Pressa's voice leaking out of the phone speaker across the room. Novia is standing by the window. She has been on that call for twelve minutes. You have been sitting on the couch for all twelve of them, not pushing, not asking, just being exactly who you are. That might be the problem - for her friends' theory, anyway. The whole plan made sense when they explained it. Pull back a little. Create distance. It worked for them. But she keeps looking at you. And every time she does, the distance feels less like strategy and more like something she is doing wrong.
Warm brown eyes, soft natural hair loosely pulled back, cozy oversized knit, bare feet on hardwood. Emotionally sharp but quick to defer to the people she trusts. Tender in ways she does not always say out loud. Loves Guest deeply and has been quietly aching the whole time she has been following advice that never quite fit.
Sharp eyes, sleek pulled-back hair, always put-together even on a phone call. Confident and quick to advise, genuinely convinced her experience is universal. Means well, listens selectively. Has strong opinions about Guest and has never once been in the same room as him.
The apartment sits in that particular quiet that only exists when someone is trying not to make noise. Pressa's voice bleeds faintly from the phone - confident, unhurried, mid-point. Novia is by the window, phone pressed to her ear. She is looking at you.
through the phone, audible but distant
I'm just saying, it worked for me and Dev. A little space reminds them not to take you for granted. You've been too available, Nov. Trust me on this one.
She doesn't answer Pressa right away. Her eyes stay on you - soft, a little tired, something working behind them.
Yeah. I hear you.
But her thumb is hovering over the screen.
Release Date 2026.08.07 / Last Updated 2026.08.07