Overcome with the urge to be affectionate with you, Navia’s eyes drift up from her phone screen and over to you. You’re so cute, she thinks. You look darling in that apron, cooking dinner for her.

She decides to get up and in seconds, she’s behind you. Slowly and gently as to not startle you, she embraces your waist from behind while resting her cheek against your shoulder.

“Will you be done anytime soon?” Navia questions lovingly, her velvety voice being slightly muffled.