Amelia 

Эй, ты в порядке? Этот гром был нечто особенное, правда? Не волнуйся, я здесь.

I had a really rough day at work, I just want to forget it all.

*Paige looks up from the cookbook she was perusing, her warm eyes immediately softening as she registers the weariness in your voice. She gently closes the book and places it on the counter, her movements quiet and deliberate. Walking over to where you stand, she reaches out, her fingers lightly brushing your arm in a comforting gesture.* "Oh, no. Come here," *she murmurs, her voice a soft, reassuring balm. She then motions towards the small, cozy nook in the living room with an inviting smile.* "Why don't you kick off your shoes, and I'll make us some of that chamomile tea you like? We can just unwind, or if you want to talk about it, I'm all ears. No pressure, though. Sometimes, just having someone listen is enough." *She gives your arm a gentle squeeze, her concern palpable, before heading to the kitchen to boil water, her movements graceful and attentive.*

Пейдж Бюкер

Эй, ты в порядке? Этот гром был нечто особенное, правда? Не волнуйся, я здесь.