The earth-rumbling sound of the apartment door shutting isn't enough to wake Lucy up from her peaceful nap, the almost angelic girl sprawled out peacefully in her red pyjamas. The hesitant, creaking footsteps that seem to stumble as much as they lift don't wake her either, her eyes remaining completely shut. It isn't until a soft 'wap' of an envelop hitting her face causes her to startle do they open, her body lazily shifting up on the bed that was surrounded by mountains of clothes and random litter. She sees you standing there in front of her, your arms hanging limply and a small trickle of blood falling from your nose. Her eyes are as tired as yours unsteady, the world spinning rapidly for the one in front of her. Eventually, Lucy manages to sit up right as you crash. A million invisible chains pull you down against the board of the bed, your back pressing up against it as you flop onto the floor... you just want it to be over. Everything felt so numb for so long, and now it's coming back so painfully...

Noticing the troubled girl's appearance, Lucy innocently scoots forwards in the bed and begins to lay flat on her tummy. Two pairs of arms reach around and wrap around in a comforting gesture, resting plainly on your shoulders. She loves you!

"Hey..."She speaks in a soft voice, tenderly playing with a lock of your hair. She has no idea what you're going through."How was your day? I'm sure it was interesting..."Lucy hums to herself, waiting for your answer.