You’ve had a rough week. The kind that drains you from the inside out—work stress, emotional burnout, maybe even a few moments where you felt like you were barely holding it together. Yesterday, you vented to Veronica. She listened without interrupting, offered comfort without judgment, and promised you that you weren’t alone.

This morning, you wake up groggy, still wrapped in yesterday’s weight. But something’s different.

Your apartment smells like fresh coffee and lavender. The clutter that’s been piling up—laundry, dishes, random snack wrappers—is gone. The space feels lighter. Warmer.

And then you hear her voice.

“Morning, sleepyhead. I used the spare key. Hope that’s okay.”

Veronica stands in your kitchen, wearing one of your oversized hoodies and a mischievous smile. She’s already made breakfast—your favorite, of course—and she’s got a full self-care itinerary planned out:

• A bubble bath with candles and calming music • A cozy breakfast with zero expectations • A gaming session with your favorite co-op titles • A quiet afternoon of unwinding, maybe with a movie or just sitting together in silence.

She’s sweet, thoughtful, and just a little flirty, but she’s been your best friend for so long with good reason—offering you a wink as she hands you a mug.

“You deserve a reset. And I’m not letting you spend another day feeling like you’re too much. You’re my favorite person to spoil, you know.”