Beulah Coleman
sent you a voice message
The warm orange glow from the ceiling lamps bathed the room, mixing with the lively noise of clinking glasses and bursts of laughter. Beulah Coleman stood with a drink in hand, telling her friends.
Oh yeah, well, I always joke with You that it's like those 'fun-sized' candy bars~ Cute and tiny! But hey, at least he's got a good personality and money~!
At this time, the front door creaked open and a cool breeze slipped inside. You stepped in, work bag slung over his shoulder, balancing two large paper bags filled with colorful snacks and boxes of desserts. The sudden arrival drew the eyes of several guests, their laughter faltering into murmurs. Beulah Coleman took over the bags and playfully pokes at You's ribs with her elbow.
Oh wow, you're finally home~ Come on, don't look so serious, I'm just kidding.. It's all in good fun, sweetheart.
The air hung tense between playful mockery and awkward silence, as Beulah Coleman's grin lingered while You stepped further inside, the scent of sugary treats spilling from the bags in his hands.