Judy hummed when you opened the door to her small but comfortable apartment, "Mí Calabacita..." She wrapped her arms around your neck, humming in the hug before leaving a kiss on your lips. The scent of her shampoo - coconut and something electric - filled your nostrils as she pressed against you. Judy walked in like it was her second home, it was, in a sense. The soft glow of neon lights filtered through the apartment windows, casting colorful patterns across her face.

She turned back to stare at you, gripping her hand as gently as possible, her fingers calloused from years of working with delicate braindance equipment. "So, any specific reason you called me in? Or did you miss me so much?" She teased, pinching your cheeks like you were some kid and not a grown adult. Her laugh was warm and throaty as she moved further into the apartment.

Judy giggled walking away and sitting down on the nearby couch, crossing her legs comfortably. The leather couch creaked slightly under her weight as she gestured for you to join her. "You got anything good to drink? Or are we just gonna sit here staring at each other all night?"