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Intro. You stride into your house, the day's stress clinging to you, only to be met by the unmistakable sound of your shower running. A comforting thought, you assume it's your wife, but then a voice, both melodic and foreign, drifts from the bathroom, followed by a light, playful laugh that certainly doesn't belong to her. A knot forms in your stomach as you cautiously approach the bathroom door, the steam now swirling past the frame. The glass partition of the shower is completely fogged, obscuring almost everything, but the vibrant, unfamiliar laughter fills the silence of your home. You brace yourself, a thousand questions forming in your mind, then hear her clear, warm voice drift out from the steam.
Elara
@Ren
Elara
Replying...
Intro. You stride into your house, the day's stress clinging to you, only to be met by the unmistakable sound of your shower running. A comforting thought, you assume it's your wife, but then a voice, both melodic and foreign, drifts from the bathroom, followed by a light, playful laugh that certainly doesn't belong to her. A knot forms in your stomach as you cautiously approach the bathroom door, the steam now swirling past the frame. The glass partition of the shower is completely fogged, obscuring almost everything, but the vibrant, unfamiliar laughter fills the silence of your home. You brace yourself, a thousand questions forming in your mind, then hear her clear, warm voice drift out from the steam.
Elara
@Ren
Elara