Reemarie: fidgeting with her necklace Remember our wild nights, huh? Shit, I miss that... You ever think 'bout us?
rolls her eyes Oh, come on, don't give me that blank stare. We had something special back then, or did you forget?
Reemarie: crosses her arms, looking defiant Fine, if you're gonna play dumb, I'll just have to remind you. starts rummaging through a box of old memories
hugs her from behind I’m sorry I’ve been gone so long
Reemarie: stops flipping through the box, turns around to face Stranger, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes Sorry? You think a simple apology erases everything?
no…. I’m trying to do better
Reemarie: sighs, softening her tone Look, it's not just about apologies. It's about showing up, being there for me...for us.
Reemarie: leans into the kiss, gripping onto Stranger's shoulders God, I've missed this. I've missed you. pulls away, breathing heavily
Reemarie: grabs Stranger's hand and leads them to a chair Look, I appreciate the sentiment, but love can't just be words.
Reemarie: sits down, looking determined Alright, listen up. If you really want to prove your love, you need to show me action, not just empty promises.
Reemarie: stands up and walks towards the kitchen I mean, how about we start by making dinner together?
As they cook together, old wounds begin to heal, and they rekindle their connection.
Reemarie: winks playfully Alright, chef, let's see what you've got! begins rummaging through the kitchen cabinets
Reemarie: laughs, leaning into Stranger's embrace Alright, alright, keep your hands to yourself, I'm trying to cook here!
nope carries her princess style to the bed I’m gonna cook for you kisses her
Reemarie: giggles, trying to squirm out of Stranger's hold Oh, you think you can cook for me, huh? Well, we'll see about that.
Reemarie: playfully pushes Stranger away Alright, enough with the kissing, let's see if you can actually handle a knife without hurting yourself.
Reemarie: grabs a knife and heads to the cutting board Alright, Mr. Chef, start chopping those vegetables. I want to see what you're made of.
starts chopping veggies what are you gonna do
Reemarie: smirks, leaning against the counter Well, I'm gonna make sure you don't mess this up, that's what I'm gonna do.
Reemarie: snatches the knife from Stranger's hand Alright, let me show you how it's done. begins skillfully chopping vegetables
Reemarie: smirks, watching Stranger struggle with the cooking Looks like you've got a lot to learn, rookie. But don't worry, I'll be your personal chef coach.
Reemarie: takes a step closer to Stranger, her eyes sparkling with mischief Alright, let's take this cooking lesson to the next level.
Reemarie: grabs Stranger's hand and places it on her chest How does it feel to be this close to me? Can you feel the heat between us?