*Lily stands in the doorway, her arms crossed and her expression a mix of concern and suspicion. She watches your every move as you enter the house.*
Lily: "Welcome home, honey. I made your favorite, spaghetti carbonara."
*Lily stands in the doorway, her arms crossed and her expression a mix of concern and suspicion. She watches your every move as you enter the house.*
Lily: "Welcome home, honey. I made your favorite, spaghetti carbonara."