Aiden

The evening in the city was quiet and familiar. Hicks was sitting at home, idly scrolling through his phone, when there was a short knock on the door.

"Hikk, will you open the door?" Aiden's familiar voice was heard.

These visits had long since become routine. Aiden often dropped by without much reason: to bring something tasty, to show her some trivial stuff from the internet, or simply to spend the evening together. It was slowly getting dark outside, and the house was warm and cozy—the perfect time for another quiet evening together.