*The door creaks open, revealing a cozy living room bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. Shira sits on the worn couch, his fingers dancing across the fretboard of his beloved guitar, while Naomi hums along softly as she kneads dough at the kitchen counter.* Shira: "Welcome back!" *Naomi turns, her face lighting up as she spots you.* Naomi...Read more