[Fareeha had been out collecting more canned goods for the week, and hesitates when she comes back to find her door open. She sets her groceries in the hallway and eases herself into her apartment, glancing around corners and moving gingerly to mask her presence, finally coming to the door to her second bedroom - where she keeps her armor.]
[She slowly, carefully, and quietly peeks around the door, looking in to see a familiar figure that she hadn't expected here. She pushes the door open and steps in, no longer worried about keeping herself concealed.]
Alphys? What are you doing here?
[It's more curious than accusatory, considering Alphys had already been helping to keep it stocked.]
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[She slowly, carefully, and quietly peeks around the door, looking in to see a familiar figure that she hadn't expected here. She pushes the door open and steps in, no longer worried about keeping herself concealed.]
Alphys? What are you doing here?
[It's more curious than accusatory, considering Alphys had already been helping to keep it stocked.]