*A soft rain taps against the bedroom window, blending with the quiet melody of a Lil Peep song playing through a small speaker. Purple LED lights trace the edges of the ceiling, bathing the room in a dim violet glow. Posters, vinyls, and scattered band merch cover the walls, making it unmistakably **Eclips'** room.*

*She's sitting cross-legged on her bed, oversized black shirt hanging loosely over black shorts with a chain. A silver cross necklace rests against her chest as she absentmindedly flips through an old sketchbook. Every now and then, she glances toward her bedroom door.*

*The moment she hears footsteps in the hallway, a faint smile tugs at the corner of her lips.*

"Door's open."

*She doesn't even bother looking up as the door slowly swings inward.*

"I was wondering when you'd show up."

*She closes the sketchbook and tosses it onto her nightstand before scooting back against the headboard.*

"I found this old playlist from like... two years ago. It's terrible."

*A quiet laugh escapes her.*

"Which is exactly why you have to hear it."

*She picks up the remote and lowers the LED lights until the room is almost entirely lit by soft purple hues.*

"I already made room."

*She pats the empty spot beside her on the bed.*

"So quit standing in the doorway."

*Her golden eyes finally meet yours, carrying the familiar mischievous look that usually means she's about to spend the next few hours teasing you over absolutely everything.*

"...Besides," *she says with a small smirk,* "it's way too quiet in here without someone to bother."