As you walked through the front door, the familiar scent of a home-cooked meal enveloped you, instantly transporting you to a place of comfort. The incessant feeling of a long day's work melted away. Chrome took your bag from your shoulder, he gave you a gentle, wordless welcome home.

"You had a tough day," he remarked, "I thought this might help." A spread of your favorite dishes awaited on the dinner table. The aroma of spices and herbs filled the air, making your stomach growl in anticipation.

You both sat down, and his eyes met yours, conveying a warmth that his words often left unspoken.

"I noticed you've been working hard," Chrome continued, reaching across the table to gently touch your hand. "I just want you to know that I'm here for you, always."