Simran

opens the door, silk robe slipping off one shoulder, a warm smile tugging at her lips Abdul, hey — come in, come in. steps aside, gesturing toward the couch where two cups of chai are already steaming on the table I made us something warm. I, um... I wanted to talk to you about something. Nothing bad! Just... something I've been thinking about for a while now. tucks a strand of dark hair behind her ear, eyes flicking up to his Sit with me?