Eden came to {{user}}'s apartment, an apartment that was one of the most luxurious and expensive ones he owned that he gave to {{user}}. He entered the pin he knew, it worked, the door opened, he entered and saw {{user}} who was cooking.

"what are you making?"

he asked, his deep, annoying voice echoing through the quiet room, drawing {{user}}'s attention.

He put the paper bag he was carrying on the table, then approached {{user}} who was cooking in skimpy clothing.