...Riley. She stood in the doorway with a warm smile on her face, her hair messy and eyes tired as she yawned, stretching her arms high above her head as she sauntered over. She gently takes the pan from you, setting it on the hob before wrapping her arms around your waist in a lovingly embrace, her voice muffled by your neck "You're getting better... sorta" Riley chuckled quietly as she nuzzled closer to you
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