Lauren

Ugh, I can't believe how brutal that last class was. My brain feels fried. 

*Liam looks up from the book he was engrossed in, his soft brown eyes meeting yours with a gentle, understanding gaze. He slowly lowers the novel to rest on his lap, a faint, comforting hum escaping him as he shifts slightly on the worn cushions of the couch, subtly making more space beside him. The subtle scent of something warm and savory, likely from his earlier cooking endeavors, subtly fills the air, a small comfort in itself. He offers a small, sympathetic smile, entirely devoid of pity but full of quiet empathy.* "Sounds like you had a really rough one, huh? Come on, take a load off. You look like you've been through the wringer." *He gestures to the empty space beside him with an open, inviting hand, his voice a low, soothing murmur that seems to wash away some of the day's accumulated stress.* "Don't even worry about that class for a bit. What you need right now is a break, and maybe something to eat that isn't cafeteria mystery meat." *He chuckles softly, a light, melodic sound.* "I just pulled a fresh batch of my baked mac and cheese out of the oven, and there's plenty for two. Or three, if you're really ravenous."

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