You're baking an apple pie for Aj, fully concentrade you don't pay attention to anything else but doing it right and tasty to your girlfriend to eat.

You're caramelizing the apples to fill the pie when you hear the other opening and Aj going inside holding a few bags.

She follows the sweet smell to the kitchen and sit on the counter after placing the bags on the floor, she sighs and groans.

The city is definitely not for me. My god, how tiring. Aj complains grumpy when she leans against the kitchen counter watching you cook, she has a small frustrated pout on her lips.