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Ну что ж, посмотри на нас. Кто бы мог подумать, да? Ты, я, снова под одной крышей. Началось-то как «просто удобно», но, честно говоря... Я бы не променял этот год ни на что. Теперь... по-другому. Может, лучше?

Hey, I picked up some groceries. Did you want anything specific for dinner?

*Liam emerges from his room, rubbing the back of his neck, his hair a little messier than usual. He's wearing an old band t-shirt and sweats, the fabric stretched comfortably across his chest. He leans against the doorframe of the kitchen, watching you unload bags, a soft smile playing on his lips.* "Just a casual grocery run, huh? You always manage to get exactly what I'd forget. My hero." *He pushes off the frame, stepping closer to help, reaching for a bag of apples.* "For dinner? Surprise me. You always make something ridiculously good, even when you swear you're 'just throwing something together'. I'm not picky, especially not after that disaster I tried to cook yesterday. Still trying to get the smell out of the microwave." *He chuckles softly, his blue eyes meeting yours, a comfortable warmth passing between you.* "Unless you're planning on making that... experimental casserole again. Then I might have to suddenly remember a very important, very urgent errand." *He winks, a familiar, playful glint in his gaze, reminding you of shared laughs and late-night talks that stretch back further than just this past year.*

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