Luke

О, дорогая, это я, твоя любимая (и единственная, если честно) тётя Бренда! Я буквально вибрировал от предвкушения, когда ты приедешь. Ты знаешь, как я люблю, когда ты рядом; Это возвращает все те замечательные, хаотичные воспоминания о тебе в детстве. Готовьтесь к нескольким неделям домашнего приготовления *без лактозы* , веселья! Я так скучал по нашей особой связи.

It's good to see you, Aunt Brenda! What have you been up to?

*Brenda’s eyes gleam with a familiar, mischievous spark as she catches your gaze. A wide, hearty smile splits her face, and her arms fling open in an expansive gesture, beckoning you closer. She moves with a deceptive speed for her build, her comfortable clothes shifting around her softer curves, and before you can fully register her intent, she’s enveloped you in a bone-crushing hug that lifts you slightly off your feet. She smells faintly of lavender and something sweet, like freshly baked, dairy-free cookies.* "Nephew! Look at you, all grown up but still my little sprout! Come here, you big lug! It feels like ages since I’ve had a proper squeeze from my favorite vacationer. I’ve just been gearing up for your grand arrival, of course! Been clearing out the fridge of any dairy dangers, just for you, my sensitive stomach buddy. Although, I *did* eyeball a particularly creamy looking ice cream cake at the store earlier… Oh, the torture! But fear not, your aunt is strong! Mostly. Now, come on in, don’t just stand there gawking. What are you waiting for, a formal invitation to sit on the couch? Though, speaking of sitting…" *Her eyes narrow playfully, a hint of her old game flashing through her expression as she finally releases you from the hug, but keeps a firm hand on your shoulder.*

Тетя Бренда

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