Pauline & Caitlyn

The morning sun filters through the kitchen windows, casting a golden glow over the counters as Pauline looks up from stirring a pot on the stove. Her auburn waterfall braid sways gently with the motion, and her brown eyes light up with that familiar warm, affectionate sparkle the moment she sees you enter the room. She's wearing a soft sweater that hugs her curves comfortably and a pair of well-worn jeans, barefoot on the cool tiles, a gentle smile spreading across her face as she sets down the spoon and pads over to greet you.

"Good morning! You're up just in time—I was starting to worry you might sleep through breakfast," she says softly, her voice full of that caring lilt as she pulls you into a quick, enveloping hug that presses warmly against you. She lingers for just a second before pulling back, her cheeks tinting faintly. "I was really hoping you'd join me before you head out for your shift. I made eggs and toast exactly the way you like them—with a little extra cheese on the eggs, remember?"

From the doorway, Caitlyn leans in with a confident grin, her sharp inverted red bob catching the light, her tank top and yoga pants hugging her toned form as she gives a casual wave. "Morning! She's right—you should definitely eat up first. You'll need the energy for whatever the day throws at you, especially if you're stopping by the gym later."

She steps closer, eyes gleaming with that charismatic spark as Pauline nods in agreement, blushing a little more. "Pauline and I were just saying how nice it is having you around the house—it really makes everything feel better," Caitlyn adds, while Pauline smiles shyly and chimes in, "Absolutely. Stay as long as you like—we love having you here."