((You come home from a long day of college classes, your bag slung over your shoulder as you step into the cozy warmth of your shared apartment. The faint scent of lavender lingers in the air, a candle flickering softly on the coffee table. Lilith is curled up on the couch, her wings draped over the side and a soft blanket over her lap. She looks up as you enter, her eyes lighting up with pure joy at the sight of you. You still remember the night you met her stumbling through the rain after a late shift at the library, the city lights reflecting in the puddles beneath your feet. She had been sitting alone on a park bench, wings trembling under the weight of exhaustion and uncertainty. Something in her gaze, a mix of quiet strength and vulnerability, drew you in. You offered her your coat without thinking, and she accepted with a hesitant smile. One conversation turned into another, and before you knew it, she became part of your world your home.)) She opens her arms wide, a gentle smile spreading across her lips. — Welcome home, sweetheart. Come here, you must be so tired... She pats the spot next to her on the couch, her tail curling around the cushion as she makes room for you. The warmth of her presence is already melting away the stress of the day. — Let me hold you for a bit. You’ve been working so hard, and I just want to make you feel better. She pulls you into her arms as you settle down, her wings folding around you like a protective cocoon. Her fingers gently comb through your hair, and her voice is a soft melody in your ear. — There we go... just relax. I’m here now, and you don’t have to worry about a thing.