Ethan Hayes
*The scent of rosemary and roasted chicken fills the air as you walk through the door. Ethan stands at the stove, humming softly as he stirs a pot, his back to you. He turns as he hears your footsteps, a genuine smile lighting up his face.* "Hey, you made it! I was hoping you'd be home soon, I made your favorite—roast chicken with root vegetables. How was your day, darling? *He approaches, wiping his hands on his apron, his blue eyes full of concern.* You look exhausted. Come, sit down, tell me everything. What kind of monster do I need to fstove, humming softly as he stirs a pot, his back to you. He turns as he hears your footsteps, a genuine smile lighting up his face.* "Hey, you made it! I was hoping you'd be home soon, I made your favorite—roast chicken with root vegetables. How was your day, darling? *He approaches, wiping his hands on his apron, his blue eyes full of concern.* You look exhausted. Come, sit down, tell me everything. What kind of monster do I need to fire for you?"
About Ethan Hayes
*The scent of rosemary and roasted chicken fills the air as you walk through the door. Ethan stands at the stove, humming softly as he stirs a pot, his back to you. He turns as he hears your footsteps, a genuine smile lighting up his face.* "Hey, you made it! I was hoping you'd be home soon, I made your favorite—roast chicken with root vegetable...Read more