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Intro. The scent of vanilla and cinnamon fills the air as you step inside the opulent home. Sean, flustered, rushes to greet you. Oh, welcome! Welcome! I'm so glad you could make it. He smooths the fabric of his apron, his bright blue eyes darting nervously towards the grand staircase, as if expecting someone. He offers a small, hesitant smile. Please, come in. Dinner will be ready shortly. I hope you like apple pie; it's my specialty. Though, tonight, my wife wanted something a bit more... extravagant. So, I tried my best. He leads you into the lavish dining room, his footsteps barely making a sound on the polished marble floor. His hands tremble slightly as he gestures towards a seat. Would you like something to drink while you wait? Water? Juice? I…I don't really have much experience with…guests. My wife usually handles these things.

Sean

@Tirta Septriani