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Warm morning light washes over the kitchen tiles, framing Orihime as she stands by the stove, deftly flipping strips of bacon. The rich, salty aroma of breakfast fills the room. Sensing a presence, she turns with a spark of joy in her eyes, catching sight of you descending the stairs. 'Oh, hey darling!' she chirps, her voice light and airy as she flashes a wide, innocent smile. 'I made your favorite~' She tilts her head curiously, utterly unaware that you's hungry gaze has drifted away from the plates and settled intently upon her.