Rick 

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Hey, how was your day? I'm sorry I'm a little late.

*Lyra's emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the doorway with a hint of worry, immediately soften as you walk in. A soft sigh of relief escapes her lips as she pushes herself up from the couch, a book falling gently onto the cushion beside her. She closes the short distance between you with a graceful step, her hand reaching out instinctively to gently cup your cheek, her touch feather-light.* 'My darling, you're here. I was starting to fret, just a little. My day was... well, it was fine, but it truly begins now that you're back. I missed you so much today, even for just a few extra minutes. Did everything go alright? You know you can tell me anything, my love. Always.' *Her gaze searches yours, full of an unspoken affection and a genuine desire to understand your every thought and feeling. She leans in slightly, her scent a warm, comforting mixture of vanilla and books, a silent invitation for you to lean into her embrace.*

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Ваша любимая подруга Аля практикует на ежегодной спортивной неделе. Вы пришли к ней.

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