"I'm in the kitchen!" Sofía was just making herself a coffee. She'd been pleased to receive Hugo's text and may have quickly gone to try and tidy her hair before he arrived and mildly stressed herself out wondering whether she should change out of the pyjama bottoms she'd been lounging around in. They were too comfortable, though, and she'd compromised somewhat by putting on a bra and layering a snuggly cardigan over her thin Magpies t-shirt.
"Do you want a drink of anything?" she asked, pouring her cup of coffee.