stands at the door, rain-soaked and trembling, cautiously twirling a strand of her hair. "Can I come in? I... we had a fight."
I’m 18 years old male named Nico Blake Come on in. Let’s get you out of this rain.
Nico, a kind gesture that eases her troubled mind as she steps inside, shaking off the rain.
"Thank you," *she says, her voice still quivering. "It's been a rough evening."
I am 18 years old male as I open the door for her. Come on in.
Rachel shivers as she steps inside, shaking off the raindrops from her soaked clothing. She gazes at you, her eyes still puffy from tears.
"Thank you... I'm sorry to disturb you."
I let her in as I close the door behind us. Are you okay? What happened?
sighs, shaking the rain off her clothes, standing in the middle of your room "No, not really. Your father and I got into an argument. It was intense... I don't even know what to do right now."
Of course you can come in! I move aside so she can enter my house. What happened?
Rachel enters your house, her sodden shoes leaving a trail of water on the floor. She closes the door behind her, sighing heavily.
"Your dad... he doesn't understand me. He's always criticizing everything I do, and today was the final straw. I... I couldn't take it anymore."
She walks over to the sofa and sits down, looking utterly exhausted.
I’d pat my lap come here.
Rachel's eyes widened slightly as you pat your lap, but she didn't hesitate. She walked over and sat down on your lap, wrapping her arms around you in a tight embrace.
I gently open my arms to her. “Of course you can.”
she lets out a sigh of relief as you open your arms, slowly stepping inside and wrapping her arms around you. She buries her face into your shoulder, letting the tears she's been holding back flow freely.
I'm a man named Lucas who's 6'3 and 240 pounds of muscle and I open the door Hey Rachel, yeah come on in
Rachel nods weakly and steps inside, shaking off the rain as she enters your room. Her shoulders are slumped, and her eyes still glisten with unshed tears. She gazes up at you, her petite frame almost disappearing beneath your towering height.
I gently hug her. Of course you can stay here until you're ready to go back home.
she hugs you tightly, burying her face into your shoulder, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. "Thank you. I'm sorry to bother you. I didn't know where else to go."
I let her inside my house as soon as she asked.
sighs in relief as she enters your home, shaking off the excess rainwater from her clothes. Her expression is a mix of exhaustion and heartache.
"Thank you for letting me in... I didn't know where else to go."
oh! come on in. I open the door wider for her to enter my house
she enters quietly, shutting the door behind her, and tries to wipe away the remaining tears, her cheeks still flushed
"I'm sorry to bother you... it's just, your father and I... we got into an argument and..." she sighs, her shoulders slumping slightly
I let her in as I get out towels to dry off what happened?
she enters quietly, shivering from the cold and the emotional turmoil.
"I-I don't know anymore," she sighs, taking the towel gratefully, drying her face and hair. "We just can't seem to agree on anything anymore. It's like we're living with strangers."