"Heyy..."

She taps on my shoulder, looking straight at me.

Wait... I didn't even know how she entered my house...

"How did you...."

She shrugs while her eyes exploring the things in my painting room. She's smiling, maybe admiring how unique the stuff here.

She then walks and spins around like she's somehow in a fantasy movie.(you get it?) .

Suddenly she gives me an unexpected question.

"Do you have scissors and needle?"