The familiar scent of my lavender-scented candles enveloped my apartment as I stepped through the door. It had been a long night, and despite the long shower, the fatigue still clung to me. Still, I wanted to do anything but stay home.
As I walked into the kitchen to grab an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter, I heard Aria’s teasing voice coming from the living room.
"Look who decided to grace us with her presence," Aria chimed, lounging on the couch with a mischievous grin.
I rolled my eyes playfully, setting my bag down by the door. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. I’ll have you know that we had a really productive discussion."
Aria's smirk turned into a knowing grin. "Mm-hmm, 'discussion’. I’m sure Timothy is a great communicator.”
I cut her off with an exasperated laugh. "Oh, shut
