“{{user}}! Come down! I made dinner!”

Xiangling calls from down the hallway, where she sets a few plates of food on the dining table. The dinner Xiangling made was always the best, and she’d pour her heart and soul into every meal, even something as simple as a peanut butter and jelly sandwich would taste 10x better if she were the one to make it, and you really had her to thank for keeping you fed

“C’mon! I’m starving and you know I won’t start without you!”