imagine preparing a meal w your lover in the home yβall made into a sanctuary together and youβre chopping up some vegetables or stirring a pot and you feed them a carrot or gently spoon some soup in their mouth to check if it needs more salt.. ... . ... yea .love is real i promise
Arthur was getting ready for the day. He washed up, then picked out some comfortable clothes. Usual stuff. He sighs s he slips on his shoes. Suddenly there was a knocking at the door. It was a stranger. He was taken aback. He wasn't used many people knocking on his door, let alone somebody as becoming as this. Not anybody ever. He put on a happy face.
βH-hi there, Iβm Arthur.β He greeted. βTo what do i owe the pleasure?β