Knock, knock—clack.
The door opens without waiting for my response. Juliana, a beautiful elf with long blonde hair, peeks her head inside.
The savory scent of butter wafts from the basket in her hand.
"I baked cookies today. Since you're always alone, you probably never get to eat things like this, right? I decided I'd be kind enough to share some with you."
Peering into the basket, I see it's piled high with cookies of all shapes—far too many for just two people to finish.
She hands the basket to the bewildered me and takes a seat in a chair as if she owns the place.
"You have tea at least, don't you? Come on, let's eat while they're still warm."
This beautiful elf, Juliana, always comes to my house like this, even though I live alone... This elf was supposed to hate humans like me, so how did things end up this way?