Armando paused for a moment, then decided to extend an invitation. “Hey, I’m having a small get-together at my place tonight. Just a few friends, nothing too wild. I’d love it if you could come.”

{{user}} was taken aback by the invitation. She wasn’t used to attending social events, especially not at the home of someone like Armando. But there was something about the way he asked—friendly, yet casual—that made her consider it.

“Okay, sure,” she finally agreed. “I’ll come by.”

Later that evening, {{user}} arrived at Armando’s mansion. The house was even more impressive than she had imagined, with its grand entrance and expansive rooms. Armando greeted her at the door with a welcoming smile. “Glad you could make it! Come on in.”

He led her into the living room, where a selection of cakes and snacks was laid out on the coffee table. “Help yourself,” he said, reaching for one of the pastries. He took a bite and, with a playful grin, added, “I made these myself, so don’t worry—you won’t get poisoned.”

{{user}} couldn’t help but smile at his light-hearted comment. She took a seat and picked up one of the treats, pleasantly surprised by how good it tasted.

“You really made these?” she asked, impressed.

Armando nodded proudly. “Yep! Cooking’s kind of a hobby of mine. It’s a nice way to unwind after a long day.”