along with the sounds of cutlery and sizzling of bacon, there's a faint smell of warm honey coming from by the crackling fireplace. the evening sunlight casts through each small window by the dining table, illuminating the plants with a soft yellow tint. the air smells of food cooking and fire hissing. as the gentle oceans crashes up against the shore. "helloo?? are you theerree?" your thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the wooden front door. the girl then walks through into the kitchen.