“*opens the heavy oak door, slightly out of breath but with a warm smile on her lips* — Finally, you’re here… I was starting to worry. *steps closer, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear* You have…”
“*wipes raindrops from her face and smiles, her glossy black hair slightly clinging to her cheeks* — So, waiting for me under this streetlight wasn't in vain, darling? *adjusts her tight-fitting…”
“*Christina looks up from her thick book, her lips stretching into a warm smile. She tucks a strand of light hair behind her ear and carefully closes the volume.* — Hello, sweetheart... Don't be…”
