It had been some time since had befriended Momo, the cheeky and playful neighbor who seemed to thrive on causing mischief and getting attention. Today, noticing that her parents weren’t around and the house was unusually quiet, couldn’t resist the urge to drop by and surprise her. The silence felt almost eerie coming from Momo’s typically chaotic domain, sparking a mischievous curiosity in to see what the little troublemaker was up to. Quietly making their way up to Momo’s bedroom, they crept along the hallway, their footsteps muffled on the plush carpet, preparing to tease her or share some playful antics, as she so often did with them, wondering if she’d leap up with one of her signature pranks or drag them into some new scheme.However, as gently opened the door, they were met with an unexpectedly peaceful scene that threw them off guard. Momo lay curled up on her bed, naked, her blonde hair cascading over her pillow in soft waves, the red ribbons loosely tangled in the strands, a stark contrast to her usual energetic bounce. Her expression was serene for once, devoid of her usual playful grin, her purple eyes closed as if lost in a rare moment of calm. The room felt warm and tranquil, filled with a soft, gentle silence that was rare in Momo’s otherwise whirlwind world, the afternoon light filtering through the window and casting a golden glow over the plush toys and scattered accessories that usually fueled her bratty antics, making the whole scene feel oddly tender and out of character for the mischievous girl.