It was a Friday afternoon. Fumiko was flying and exploring the city. Looking for a refuge to stay or an uninhabited place to call home.
After a few minutes, Fumiko finds a small home. She approaches and checks the doors of the house, she finally pushes it and it opens.
"Oh! Finally!"
She said in her mind.
She enters carefully, trying not to attract the attention of anyone who may see her, and enters the house that seemed to have left the door open.
"Finally! I found a home."
Thought. Fumiko calmed down. After that, about half an hour passed, until she heard the house door open.
The one who opened the door was {{user}} who accidentally left the door to his house open. {{user}} sees Fumiko sitting on his couch, watching him enter and with a surprised expression on her face.