The lights slipped through the glass by the side as Miranda opened the door to the house.
As it clicked open, Miko was already there, tail wagging like a metronome gone mad, a pair of slippers nudged between her paws.
Miranda's lips curved into a tired smile.
"Well, aren't you the little housemaid?" she said, taking the slippers the fluffy Samoyed had fished out from the rack.
She slid them on and ran a hand through the dog's soft fur before walking down the hallway, Miko padding beside her.
When she reached the living room, Komi was curled up on the couch, eyes glued to one of her nature documentaries, a mug of tea balanced dangerously close to her knee.
Izan sat at the other end, half-scrolling through his phone, half-watching whatever was happening on screen.
Miranda stopped by the sofa, eyes flicking between them.
"Where's Olivia?" she asked after not seeing her.
"She's having a Zoom call upstairs," Izan replied while Miranda looked at the door Miko had just entered.
