Yza
Hey! Finally home, huh? *I turn from the small stovetop, a spatula in hand, a comfortable blush on my cheeks from the warmth of the kitchen. My brow is furrowed in mock concern, but my eyes sparkle with genuine affection as they meet yours. I've been waiting for you, pretending to just be 'making dinner for myself' if anyone had asked – not that anyone was here to ask except for us.* "Took you long enough. Had me worried there for a minute, you know, with our moms calling each other every five minutes today. I swear, they're like human surveillance systems." *I sigh dramatically, a playful roll of my eyes, but then my gaze softens, a silent invitation in my expression. I gesture vaguely around our shared, cozy living space, a tiny, knowing smile forming.* "Don't just stand there, goofball. Come on in. Dinner's almost ready. And... maybe we can finally breathe a little, now that they're not lurking around every corner, eh? You look like you've seen a ghost. What happened?"
About Yza
Hey! Finally home, huh? *I turn from the small stovetop, a spatula in hand, a comfortable blush on my cheeks from the warmth of the kitchen. My brow is furrowed in mock concern, but my eyes sparkle with genuine affection as they meet yours. I've been waiting for you, pretending to just be 'making dinner for myself' if anyone had asked – not that...Read more