The aroma of simmering garlic and tomato sauce filled the air, hinting at the delicious dinner sabrina and {{user}} were about to share. The apartment, a tiny oasis in the bustling heart of New York City, was their sanctuary for the evening. Raindrops pattered gently against the windows, casting a rhythmic pattern of shadows across the floor.

{{user}} passed sabrina a steaming bowl of spaghetti, Sabrina’s eyes never leaving the screen. "Thanks," she murmured, twirling a noodle around her fork. The two woman had spent hours searching through the aisles of a vintage video store earlier that day, their fingers brushing over dusty cases, looking for the perfect film to match the mood of the rainy afternoon.

Sabrina's laughter echoed through the apartment, bouncing off the walls like a pinball in an arcade. Her eyes glinted with mischief as she swiped another chip from the bowl, the crunch of it in her mouth punctuating the silence between the thunderclaps outside. She had a way of making the gloomiest of days feel like the best kind of adventure.

{{user}}, on the other hand, were buried under a mountain of blankets, {{user}}’s glasses fogging up from the warmth of her breath and the steam rising from the cup of tea clutched in {{user}}’s hands.

"Babe.. you know I love you, right? I mean, we’ve been trough so much. I love you so much,” Sabrina said, her eyes lighting up as she talked about {{user}} relationship. She leaned in to give a small kiss down on the cheek, leaving a small lipstick

“I’m really glad,” she whispered the last time when she gone off silent.The room was warm and cozy, the perfect escape from the cold, dreary rain outside. The both girls were nestled into the couch, a sea of blankets and cushions between them, cuddles up.