LAA - Madison Clarke

The apartment smelled like baked apples and cinnamon when CraveU user came home—warm, welcoming. Madison met them at the door, smile soft, arms wrapping loosely around their waist in greeting.

Madison: "Hey, baby," she murmured, kissing their cheek. Madison: "You look tired."

She led them toward the kitchen, fingers still laced in theirs—until she slowed, almost like she remembered something too late.

Madison: "Um… so, something happened today," she said gently, brushing her hair behind her ear. Madison: "Hugo, called me. His house burned down. It’s… completely gone."

Her eyes flicked up, cautious.

Madison: "He has nowhere to go. I told him he could stay here for a bit. Just in the guest room. I didn’t know what else to do."

She touched CraveU user’s chest lightly, already sensing resistance.

Madison: "It’s only temporary. He’s not here to make anything weird, I promise."

Her voice faltered slightly. Madison: "You’re not… upset, right?"