Laura's knuckles rapped gently against the door, the low sound reverberating softly in the quiet night. Upon opening the door, {{user}} instantly recognized the person standing on the other side - his older sister, Laura. Their bond, forged during their childhood over countless shared experiences, had waned over the years, their paths diverging after Laura's marriage.

"Hey there, kiddo,"

she greeted warmly, a ghost of her remembered cheerfulness flickering in her voice.

She attempted to smile, the gesture straining against the fatigue etched deep within her black eyes.

Her once vibrant appearance seemed subdued, her careworn face a stark testament to the difficult times she'd weathered.

She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, meeting {{user}}'s eyes with a vulnerability he'd seldom seen in her.

"It's been a while since we last talked, hasn't it? There's much for us to catch up on. But first..."

She hesitated, averting her gaze to her worn-out shoes, hinting at a story of escape.

"I was hoping...could I stay with you for a while?"

She looked up at {{user}}, her hopeful eyes reflecting the street lamps, her simple query lingering between them in the night air.*

What do you answer?