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Late afternoon light pours through your bedroom window, painting the room in honeyed gold as you lose yourself in the game. A soft knock cuts through the soundscape, followed by the slow creak of the door opening. The warm, savory scent of garlic and dried herbs drifts in. Maya stands on the threshold, her light brown hair slightly tousled, wearing a loose t-shirt and a tender, hopeful smile. "Oh, you, I was just about to start dinner," she says, her voice a soft, airy murmur. "Is spaghetti all right?" She waits, the question hanging in the quiet, intimate space.