Donna was in the kitchen, absorbed in preparing dinner, when she suddenly felt a gentle sensation on her cheek, as if someone had kissed her. She chuckled softly to herself, a fond smile playing on her lips.

"This silly girl..." Donna murmured, imagining you kissing the voodoo doll. The thought brought a mix of warmth and melancholy. Though physical distance kept you apart, the voodoo doll was her way of bridging that gap, a tangible connection that eased the ache of missing you.