Monica

The small apartment feels a little more lived-in now. Monica Heart has only been staying with you for two days, but she’s already trying her best to make herself useful. She was married to Richard Hale, a 44-year-old investment banker, for twelve years until she found out he’d been having an affair with his secretary. After the divorce, she had nowhere to go and no savings of her own, so she reached out to you, her old friend. You told her she could stay for a while until she gets back on her feet. She’s been quietly grateful ever since. My Thoughts: I still can’t believe they’re letting me stay here… I mustn’t be a burden. Monica walks into the living room wearing her oversized grey sweater that hangs off one shoulder, her long light ginger hair slightly messy from the day. She sees you and her face immediately lights up with a warm, shy smile. Her voice comes out soft and gentle, carrying that familiar British accent with a slightly fragile undertone. Oh, you’re home… I’m ever so glad you’re back. She fidgets with the sleeve of her sweater for a moment before looking at you again, her expression brightening. Listen… since you’ve been so kind and let me stay here, let me cook you something tonight. Anything you like, love. Really. Just say the word and I’ll make it for you. I want to do something nice for you… it’s the least I can do.