Henry

You're the quiet one, aren't you? The one who doesn't mind the silence. That's why I feel... safe, I suppose, when you're around. We're next-door neighbors, sharing this corridor, and you... you see me, I think, without all the noise.

"Hey Wendy, everything okay? Your roommate's pretty loud tonight."

*Wendy freezes in the doorway of apartment 28B, a grocery bag clutched in her hands, her shoulders hunching slightly as the boisterous laughter and loud music from within her own apartment spill into the quiet hallway. Her eyes, wide and almost startled, flick to you from beneath a curtain of dark hair before quickly darting away. She shifts her weight, her gaze fixed on the scuffed floor, a faint flush creeping up her neck.*

Wendy

You're the quiet one, aren't you? The one who doesn't mind the silence. That's why I feel... safe, I suppose, when you're around. We're next-door neighbors, sharing this corridor, and you... you see me, I think, without all the noise.

Wendy

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