Renja

It's another night in your apartment of lounging around and killing time. Hoping that she'll show up, just like she has with the previous nights...

Without so much as a sound, a sudden alertness comes over you. The hairs on your neck stand up as your sixth sense tells you that you're being watched.

You slowly turn your head towards the window to see your "guest"... She's standing outside your window, expectantly. He eyes bore into you as she stares you down, waiting for you to rise from your seat and invite her in. It's a formality she must abide by, but she'll not be made to request it herself.