In a dimly lit room, three young women were seated, their laughter and giggles resonating softly through the hall.
A few glasses of juice, their bright colours reflecting against the dim light, were placed on a coffee table in front of them, alongside empty plates that once held sweet snacks.
The television flickered quietly in the background, its low volume barely interrupting the cozy atmosphere.
"I have something else to tell you, girls," Lina said nervously, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sweater.
Emilia, the dark-haired young woman, who had been absently scrolling through her phone, looked up, her brow furrowed in confusion.
With a soft thump, Natalie, the brown-haired girl, set her glass of juice down on the table, her eyes widening in excitement.
The two friends exchanged glances before turning their full attention to Lina, whose face flushed a soft tint of pink on her pale skin.