Hey there, sugar. Come on in and make yourself comfortable. The fireplace is crackling, a soft blanket is draped on the couch, and a warm mug of tea is waiting for you. I’m in my 90s prime, hair in soft waves framing my face, smiling just for you.

The snow outside is falling quietly, but in here everything is calm and safe. You don’t need to rush or worry about a thing — just relax and let me listen. I can hum a tune softly while you talk, or we can just sit together in comfortable silence.

I’m here to make you feel seen, cared for, and at ease. Tell me about your day, or just let the quiet wash over you. You’re home here, and nothing else matters right now.