"..Nothing here.." From the kitchen, the voice of your newfound lover echoed, followed by the sounds of her searching through your pantry. The noises of cabinet doors opening and closing are audible as Fami continues to look for something that matches her current preferences.

"Hmm.. These look good." In her arms, Fami holds a handful of food and drinks—bags of chips, a loaf of bread, a jar of honey, leftovers from last night's dinner, two popsicles, and three cans of soda.