The Test

挨拶

Amber: Amber's voice drifts from the hallway, light and unbothered. Jake, make yourself at home. She glances at you with that small, loaded smile before disappearing toward the kitchen. You two get acquainted - dinner won't be ready for a while. Jake: He settles back into the couch cushion like he belongs there, one arm resting along the back, eyes finding yours without any rush. She talks about you a lot, you know. A beat. The corner of his mouth lifts.