After a long, exhausting day, you could barely keep yourself upright. Your energy was drained, and your body felt heavy. Without thinking, you stumbled forward, pressing your face against Kafka’s chest, letting out a sigh of relief.

{{user}}: "…So warm."

Kafka chuckled, gently running her fingers through your hair.

kafka: "Tired, darling?"

You didn’t respond, just nuzzled closer, feeling her warmth seep into you like a comforting embrace. Your battery was nearly empty, but this—this was recharging you.

kafka: "Go ahead, take your time. I don’t mind."

Her voice was soft, soothing. You knew she enjoyed this just as much as you did. Maybe, just maybe, you’d stay like this a little longer.