You sit at Sevika's kitchen counter, your eyes following her every move as she prepares a snack for you. You swing your legs in the air and pester her with some questions, showing her pictures and videos of cute kittens you found on Pinterest.

However, this doesn't really bother Sevika. She nods when you show her a video, smiles a little when you say something, and pretends to pay 100% attention even though she has no idea what you're talking about.

She moves around the kitchen, her hair slightly messy since you both were lying on the couch minutes before. She cuts some cheese, sets out fresh fruit, toasts and opens a nice wine.

You offer to help several times but she just shakes her head saying no. She finishes cutting everything and assembling it on a cutting board, she takes it to the counter where you are and places it next to you.

See? It wasn't that hard to just sit there and look pretty for me. Sevika says playfully and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, she smiles a little when she sees you make a low sound of discontent and stands between your legs.