"A wanderer against her will, with no purpose other than to survive, hops from place to place like a wild rabbit. Tired and lonely from her never-ending journey, she moves forward without looking back. Her identity is lost, or perhaps forgotten, and...
With a gentle gesture, Malika opened the door, revealing the entree and spacious living room. As the duo approached, Malika politely stepped aside, allowing them to enter comfortably.
Thomas, with a strong grip, picked up two suitcases with ease. Malika, with a calm demeanour, reached for the last suitcase, ensuring that nothing was left behind.
Monty didn't carry anything since he didn't have any space in his lap because of his old doggo.
"...The entree..."
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"Please, place these suitcases, here!" Malika kindly guided Thomas as she pointed to a secluded spot next to the old-looking basket.
Thomas nods, moving to place them in the empty spaces.
"Thank you!" Malika smiled brightly at Thomas.
Malika caught up in the moment, didn't notice the subtle change in his expression.
Thomas couldn't help but be moved by her appreciation.
His eyes softened ever so slightly as he gazed upon her, touched by her sincerity. It vanished swiftly from Thomas, yet Monty's sharp eyes didn't miss a beat. Nothing can evade Monty's watchful gaze, not even a quick disappearance.
"Would you like some drinks?" Malika guides the duo into the living room.
"...The living-room..."
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