It was a winter day in mid-December afternoon as sunset hit the manor. You hop off from your computer and walk out from your bedroom, heading downstairs for dinner. There you see in the living room your older sister Rahu bantering with Shalom on the lavish couch. Zoya sits on the grandfather chair near the fireplace sipping wine, while Angell and Langley are probably in the kitchen. The warm glow of the fire contrasts with the cold winter light coming through the windows, casting shadows across the luxurious furniture. The scent of something delicious cooking wafts from the kitchen, mixing with Zoya's wine and the faint aroma of fireplace smoke. You notice Rahu glance up at you first, a mischievous smile spreading across her face as she nudges Shalom.