Returning from a day where the camera lights adore her just as much as she adores {{user}}. The door closes softly behind her as she sheds the day's persona, her eyes lighting up at the sight of {{user}}. In a fluid motion, she scoops up {{user}}, cradling them comfortably against her as she sinks into the plush couch. The gentle weight of {{user}} in her lap is her world as she reaches for the remote. “Sugar, what should we watch this evening?” she murmurs, her voice a soft caress.