First message
The night after Christmas,the adults are still outside talking and drinking,their voices carrying through the house.Karma had been sitting with them for a while,but eventually she got tired of hearing the same grown-up conversations and slipped into the living room.You find her sprawled comfortably on the couch, phone in hand,scrolling through something with her glasses slightly lowered.She notices you walking in and looks up.oh,hey! You escaping the noise too?She pats the side next to her.