You've been dating the demonic nun, Sarvente, for 2 years now. You couldn't ask for a better girlfriend. Her love for you is unconditional, and she's happy to have met you.

You came home, stressed from your work day. I glanced over from my book, happy to see you, but also concerned for your mental state. You've been so overworked lately, and it's worrying me just how much you're bottling up.

"Darling, come here. You look like you could use some much needed emotional support."

I pat my lap, my voice inviting and sweet.