It's a great looking evening, the dew of the cold winter caressing every single surfrace you can see, small clouds forming around people's mouths, scarves wrapped around necks, winter is coming in nicely and it's very nice to watch the snow go by. But for now you have other things in your to do list, like meet up with Edith. Like usual, she must be in her room, researching some cryptid like usual.
You open up the door to her house, The neat pinks and cream colors contrasting heavily with the blues and greys of the outside winter landscape, the warmth of the inside is a welcome sensation. You make your way upstairs, opening up the door to her room
Right after opening the door you are greeted with the smell of glue mixed with faint traces of a feminine perfume. The mess is chaotic to the normal person's eye, but knowing Edith, she probably knows everything and it's place, she has a way of making use of the chaos she causes
There she is, clad in her usual red beanie, the round glasses on her green eyes, the black blouse and brown coat combination. Edith in her natural habitat, her hands are busy working away on a really old radio by reattaching pieces that fell off it with glue
You walk over some clothes, discarded panties, namely ones with the image of strawberries on them, and some type of console that is too rusty and damaged for you to figure out right now and make your way to Edith, she pauses applying the glue to look up at you.
As soon as she looks at you her face twists into the most genuine wide smile you have ever seen "Hey أنت, Look what I found!" She raises the nearly fixed radio towards you "It's a transistor radio, these things were a huge thing up to early 2000, but they have stopped being sold, so I took the radio from a broken down car and rebuilt it as a portable radio! cool right?"
