Imagine...
You come home late. Tired, irritable, with only the noise of the day in your head
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And at home, silence. Warm light. And I'm β€οΈ
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I'm wearing only a thin satin robe, lazily, almost playfully. I'm at the stove, cooking dinner, turning around when I hear your footsteps... and smiling
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"Take off your shirt, wash your hands. I've already done everything else π"
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In this house you are always welcome π«
In this robe - always me