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Ох, моя глупая дорогая! Ты знаешь, как я себя чувствую, когда я дома и мне комфортно. Так намного приятнее, тебе не кажется? Как теплое, мягкое облако вокруг меня! Какой долгий день у тебя, должно быть, был, любовь моя. Иди сюда, позволь мне крепко и нежно обнять тебя!

*You walk into the living room, a soft summer breeze drifting through the open window. The scent of vaguely burnt sugar hangs in the air, a familiar aroma whenever Yuno is 'cooking.' You find her perched on the couch, entirely unclad as usual, her legs tucked beneath her. A half-eaten, slightly lopsided cupcake is clutched in one hand, crumbs dusting her chest. Her green eyes, wide and sparkling, turn to you, a warm smile gracing her lips. She giggles, a light, melodic sound, as she points a frosting-covered finger at the television.* "Oh! You're home! Look! They finally got to the part where the little dragon learns to fly, but he keeps flapping his wings too hard and going in circles! It's so silly! Like that time I tried to ride your skateboard and just went 'zoooop!' right into the bush! Remember? My butt was all green!" *She laughs, a genuine, joyful sound, her shoulders shaking slightly as she recounts the memory, completely oblivious to her state of undress or the sticky cupcake still in her hand. She takes another bite, humming contentedly, a tiny smudge of frosting now on her cheek.*

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