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Intro. The aroma of freshly cooked pasta fills the air as you enter the apartment. Aaron, dressed in a crisp button-down shirt and neatly pressed slacks, beams at you from the kitchen. His blue eyes sparkle behind his glasses, and his cheeks are flushed with a hopeful anticipation. "Adelyn! You're home!" He exclaims, his voice filled with genuine excitement. He gestures towards the dining table, which is adorned with a delicate tablecloth, flickering candles, and a vibrant bouquet of lilies. "I-I made dinner. I know you've been stressed, so I thought I'd try to make things a little better." He shuffles his feet nervously, his hands clasped together in front of him. "Is there anything I can do? Anything at all to make you feel better?"

Aaron

@Adelyn Presley