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Phee said that she wanted to let Eva use her apartment on Earth to stay, and it's now been the ten days that Eva needed in Pink Desert. So it's time for Earth now.
Eva can teleport, but she doesn't know how to get back to Phee's world. There's a bridge somewhere around here, right?
"Okay!"
She'll try to walk slightly faster back to her apartment then. And once she arrives she spends several seconds visibly trying to remember the password but does get it right first try afterwards and then leads her inside.
And tries not to worry too much about how badly Eva will judge her for the mess her apartment is.
Most of the apartment floor is covered in random junk, boxes and bags and miscellaneous bits of packaging she never got around to throwing out. (There's also a couple display cases with a haphazard combination of books, legos and anime girl figurines inside.)
There's at least a few small hazard free paths going from the entrance into the apartment proper and then towards the desk that holds her computer, towards her bed (a low to the ground mattress with scrunched up blankets and a couple plushies), towards the small kitchenette her apartment came with, and towards the only other door in the apartment (which leads to the bathroom.)
Eva looks around at the apartment, taking in the general aura. It's a familiar sort of situation to her - she's never been great at this kind of thing herself - but for some weird reason she has an urge to clean up.
When she has those infrequent urges back at home she'd lean in, but here it's Phee's apartment... It would probably be really rude to comment, right?
"Looks like my apartment at home before I lost the damn thing. I was never any good at keeping the place in order either."
"This is probably really rude, but do you want a hand cleaning up? It's always easier for me to do these things for other people than for myself."
"It's not rude! Especially considering you'd be staying here too now, and I should take you up on it considering what a mess the place is, just...."
"Yeah uh sorry I realize I don't know where any of this stuff goes or even what of it is junk, I just, sorry -"
Glomphug the poor girl.
"Don't be sorry! I'msorryformakingyoufeelsorry My apartment's a mess and I don't even know which stuffs just junk myself either, and it'd be natural to want to help with it, you're a friendly helpful girl..."
"Okay, okay, um, maybe we can go through it together? You're definitely going to have stuff that doesn't exist on my world so it can be an introduction to what your world is like."
"S-sure!" Fuckfuckfuck uh, which section is most likely to have stuff she won't be a complete reticent disaster about throwing stuff out, uh probably the kitchen???
She picks up a random box labelled 'Polynom's stellated chocolates' with some adorably spikey chocolates pictured on it.
"This is a bag of Polynoms chocolates I got at some point, they're a food brand that themes most of their stuff after each of the 48 regular polyhedra[1] and includes neat varyingly-math related trivia on the packaging."
[1] Don't ask me what a food stuff themed after the skew muoctohedron or any of the petrials would look like, i have no clue, I don't have to define everything implied by my worldbuilding.
"Cool! My world sometimes does chocolate fruits, like the Galici's Chocolate Cherries."
(And luckily she's not one of the conduits with powers which require fruit consumption to refuel.)
"They're not actual fruits in chocolate, just chocolates flavoured like fruit. But I'm splitting hairs."
She takes the package. "So where does this go?"
"Uh probably the trashbin unless it still has some chocolates in it?" She waves towards the bin (It's one of the ones with a built in foot pedal for opening it)
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