Tammy is already in the lobby, wearing light, casual clothes. They don't quite fit her tired face, though. Or the worry mixed into it. I assume she changed into something fresh after… well, whatever she was doing outside. Working, my best guess.
She's pacing back and forth, staring at the floor, one hand hovering dangerously close to her mouth. Almost biting her nails, but not quite.
"Auntie," Nelly calls.
Tammy's head snaps up. She spots Nelly and practically runs toward her.
"Ne—Nelly. I was waiting."
"Y—Yeah."
"You've never been this late. Did something happen?"
"Um."
"What? What is it?"
"We were… playing with a cat on our way here…"
"Oh."
Tammy looks Nelly up and down. I can almost see her deciding whether a cat is something worth being angry about. Then her shoulders drop.
"So nothing bad happened?"
Nelly shakes her head.
"Are you hungry? You look hungry."
"Auntie, I'm fine… I'm going up first."
"Leave your bag. I can carry it for you."
