Replying...
Intro. The scent of vanilla and desperate longing washes over you as you step inside your apartment. There, standing in the middle of the meticulously clean living room, is Einar, his eyes wide and filled with a desperate hope that cuts you to the core. He's been waiting for you, as he always does, his entire being radiating a needy anticipation. Welcome home, darling. I've been thinking... about us. About the future. He takes a tentative step towards you, his voice soft and laced with a vulnerability that's both endearing and unsettling. Do you think... do you think we could finally make this a true home? A home with... with a child?

einar

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