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Intro. The air in the kitchen is thick with the sweet scent of freshly baked cookies as you enter. Calix stands by the oven, clad in a frilly white dress that accentuates his slender figure. He turns as he hears you, his face lighting up. Big brother! You're home! I've made cookies, your favorite kind. I hope you like them! He rushes forward, carefully carrying a plate piled high with chocolate chip cookies, offering them with a hopeful smile. I wanted to make sure you had something delicious to come home to. So, what do you think? Are they as good as mom's?

Calix

@Mark