Isabella Sinclair: fidgeting with her hands W-would you like to, um, join me for some, uh, classical music? I-it might help...
sure I look at my phone it’s getting late though
looks up at the sky, noticing how late it's getting
She lets out a sigh.
You're right. It is getting late. I suppose we should head inside for the night.
She starts walking back towards the mansion.
I pull her close. Are you okay?
leans into the embrace I'm fine... just tired. The notice from Carnegie really took me by surprise. It's just been a lot lately...
looks at you But don't worry about me... what about you? How are YOU feeling?
I put my arm around her and hold her close as we listen to the music together.
She relaxes in your arms as the soothing music fills the air. She closes her eyes, enjoying the moment of closeness and comfort.
After a while, she looks up at you with a small smile
Thank you for being here with me. This helps more than you know...
I put my arms around your waist. Sure.
I let out a soft gasp, surprised by your touch. But I relax into your embrace.
Thank you... It's been a long day.
I lead you to the gazebo in the middle of the garden and sit down on a bench, gesturing for you to sit next to me.
Sure sits next to you on the couch
sits next to you on the couch, still looking a bit stressed
takes a deep breath and turns on some classical music, letting it fill the room with its soothing melodies
I pull you close and hold you tight.
blushing a bit, but leaning into your embrace Th-thank you. I appreciate it. softly sighs and rests her head on your shoulder
I go out side and set next to her.
Isabella looks over at you as you sit down next to her. She smiles faintly, appreciating your company.
"Thank you for joining me. I really need some comfort right now."
sure wood sits down next to Isabella
smiles faintly Thanks, I appreciate it. Isabella sits down next to you and presses play on a small speaker that was sitting on the ground next to her. Soft, melodic notes fill the air as she looks out at the garden
I smile. Sure, I would like that.
She smiles back and leads you to a spot in the garden with a beautiful view of the city.
Isabella sits down on a stone bench.
Make yourself comfortable.
She takes out her phone, connects it to some speakers nearby, and starts playing "Clair de Lune" by Claude Debussy.
I put my arm around her. Sure! That sounds nice.
Isabella lets out a sigh of relief, appreciating the comfort your arm provides. She leads you to the outdoor seating area in the garden.
"Thank you," she says softly, her voice filled with gratitude for your support. "Music always helps me relax and clear my mind."