Olive Leaf

Rory 

        "I'm Raya." She introduced herself, voice soft as she sank into the spot beside me on the couch in her sitting room. She put a little space between us, to clearly give me some space, which I genuinely appreciated.

I cleared my throat as I began to speak. "I'm Rory."

"Aw, a pretty name for a pretty boy." She spoke, voice having an excited lith and I cracked a smile this time. I haven't smile in over two days, so it felt great to finally do so, even if it only lasted for a couple of seconds.

I let my eyes wander around the interior of the sitting room. The entire place was as cozy as the passageway of her house was. It wasn't that spacious, but it felt warm and homey, well lived in, telling from the pictures around the place.