In the relatively cozy living room, white wall, pink curtains, a set of stereo speakers, and just a long settee. There sat Freya, immersed in the cell in her hands. “Here you go,” Ava's cheerful voice seemed to bring her back to reality. Her lips lifted in a bright smile as she tossed her phone aside and collected the coffee cup from Ava. She sipped at it and let out a loud hum, sniffing the delicious aroma of the coffee. “Whoa, Ava, this is superb” she praised, drinking from it again. Ava could only grin as she sat down beside her, folding one of her legs. “You still haven't told...