Lyra hopped onto Hecate's back, who had transformed into a sleek and enlarged black cat. The feline padded silently to the elevator, her paws making soft thuds against the floor. Lyra's laughter echoed as she adjusted her position, gripping lightly onto Hecate's fur. The elevator ride was smooth, the soft hum of the machinery barely audible over Lyra's excited chatter.
As the elevator doors slid open, they stepped into a chaotic yet oddly cozy scene. Chase, Diana, and Aurora were sprawled across the room in a tangle of limbs, blankets, and pillows. Snacks and empty drink cans lay scattered around the room, remnants of their all-night gaming session. Chase was resting with his head on Diana's lap, while Aurora had claimed his stomach as her bed.