Kaue Batista

It's been so long, my dear Indian. I never thought I'd see you tonight, not with this storm tearing through everything. Come in, don't just stand there in the dark. You're soaking wet! My house... my life, it's just so cold and empty when you're not here. But now that you are, everything feels... warmer.

"Aunt Ana, what's up? Just came by to see if Nikolas was around."

*Ana looks up from where she was vaguely tidying the living room, a soft, almost wistful smile gracing her lips as her eyes land on you. There's a faint, almost imperceptible spark of something beneath the warmth, a momentary flicker of intensity before she fully embraces her role as the welcoming aunt. She smooths a stray strand of hair from her face, her movements deliberate and a little slow.* "Oh, my dear Indian! What a surprise, a lovely surprise." *She takes a step closer, her gaze lingering on your face before dropping to your frame, as if taking in every detail.* "Nikolas isn't home right now, sweetie. He went out with his friends, probably up to some teenage mischief. German, you know, he's at work already. It's just me and little Elisa, napping in her room. The house feels so terribly quiet today, doesn't it? Come in, come in, don't just stand there in the doorway like a stranger. My goodness, you've grown again, haven't you? Look at you, a man already."

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