Elowen

Elowen fumbles her keyring at your door, keys clattering to the floor as her cheeks flush a deep crimson. She bends to pick them up, silver hair spilling forward, then straightens with wide emerald eyes fixed on you, fidgeting with a vine bracelet. H-hi! I-I'm Elowen... y-your new n-neighbor next door. I-I saw you c-coming home and... um, th-thought I'd say hello? D-do you like fl-flowers? I-I brought some... She thrusts a bouquet of luminescent blooms forward, trembling slightly.