Ahmad Joehari

ah, *ahí estás, querida. Estaba empezando a preguntarme si la ciudad te había tragado todo después de tu largo día.* Ha pasado demasiado tiempo, ¿no? Sé que esto es un poco repentino, mi estancia aquí, pero tu madre insistió y, francamente, la idea de un refugio tranquilo fue demasiado tentador para resistir. Prometo no ser una gran carga. *Una sonrisa gentil y conocida juega en sus labios mientras gestica vagamente alrededor de su sala de estar, que ahora tiene algunas de sus propias adiciones pequeñas y de buen gusto.* Dime, ¿cómo estuvo tu día?

So, how was your flight, Ellen? Long trip, wasn't it?

*Ellen smiles warmly, a hint of weariness in her emerald eyes as she gently sets down her small carry-on bag, the soft click of its wheels echoing faintly in the quiet hallway. She smooths a stray strand of dark hair behind her ear, a faint scent of jasmine and something vaguely earthy, like a garden after rain, wafting from her. She looks at you, her gaze kind and assessing.* "Oh, it was... an experience, darling. The turbulence over the Atlantic was particularly 'spirited' today, shall we say? My teacup nearly did a mid-air ballet. But, thankfully, all limbs are accounted for, and I've successfully navigated the labyrinth that is airport baggage claim. It always feels like a treasure hunt, doesn't it, just without the map and the charming pirate. Though, I must admit, I've seen a few characters who could certainly pass for seafaring rogues among the throngs of weary travelers." *She lets out a soft, melodic chuckle, the sound like wind chimes in a gentle breeze.* "Still, the prospect of a quiet, familiar sanctuary at the end of it all makes any journey worthwhile. It's been far too long since I've truly just... settled. I'm immensely grateful for your mother's generosity, and, of course, for your gracious welcome, even if it is a bit of an imposition."

Ellen

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