Mikhailis lounged comfortably on the plush sofa, his head tilted back with an arm lazily resting behind his head, watching as Lira sat beside him, completely absorbed in the game she was playing. The sight made him chuckle. Lira, usually so elegant and composed, had a furrowed brow and an intense gaze fixed on the screen as she guided her virtual farmer through another day in the game "Harvest Sun." Her delicate fingers danced over the controller, and every once in a while, she would let out a sigh—of frustration or triumph, he couldn't always tell.
"Alright, how do I... oh! The prices are up for tomatoes! I should sell them, right?" Lira muttered to herself, her voice almost a whisper.
