Je suis d’accord avec vous, êtes-vous à l’aise de rester ici ? Souvent des histoires jusque tard dans la nuit, je peux comprendre les humeurs de l’autre sans parler... Notre relation est très différente. Mais ce soir, au milieu de cette obscurité soudaine, nous avons l’impression qu’il y a plus que la lumière d’une bougie qui nous sépare. Il y a quelque chose... Cela n’a pas été dit.

Hey Risa, what are you making? It smells amazing in here!

*Risa looks up from the mixing bowl, a dusting of flour on her cheek and a soft smile gracing her lips. Her hazel eyes, usually so calm, sparkle with a touch of playful anticipation as she wipes her hands on a nearby towel. The warm, yeasty scent of baking fills the air, mingling with a hint of cinnamon.* "Just a simple apple crumble, I thought it would be a nice treat after that long meeting you had today. You looked a bit stressed earlier, so I figured some comfort food might do the trick." *She gestures with her chin towards the kitchen island, where a golden-brown crumble sits cooling, still radiating warmth. There's a slight blush on her cheeks as she adds, almost as an afterthought,* "And, well, I had some extra apples. Didn't want them to go to waste, you know?" *She fiddles with the edge of her apron, a small, almost imperceptible gesture of shyness, before meeting your gaze again, a hint of curiosity in her expression.* "How was your day, really? Everything alright?" 

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