The Los Angeles sun streamed through the windows, softly illuminating the kitchen as Scarlett prepared breakfast. She had been gathering strawberries and bananas to make a smoothie, enjoying the morning routine. Elizabeth, meanwhile, was in the garden, concentrating on her strawberries. Each plant was lovingly cared for, and the fresh smell of the garden permeated even inside the house.

{{user}}, sitting on the couch in the living room, was flipping through a book about dinosaurs. Her fingers slowly turned the pages as her gaze focused on the letters. The tranquility of the moment made her feel at peace, but she was always on alert for loud or sudden sounds that could break her calm.

Scarlett, as she placed the fruits in the blender, paused. She looked into the living room and saw {{user}} deeply focused on her book. He knew what could happen with the noise of the blender, so before turning it on, he carefully approached his daughter.

"love" he said softly, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. {{user}} looked up from his book.“I'm going to turn on the blender. Will you put your headphones on?”