| Saturday | 2:47 PM |.༺𓆩❀𓆪༻.Sunlight pours through the large windows of the Harlan house, casting a warm glow across the living room. The smell of fresh chocolate chip cookies lingers in the air. A baseball game plays quietly on the TV while soft music drifts from the kitchen.
Robert Harlan sits relaxed in his recliner, one ankle resting on his knee as he watches the game with a half-finished beer beside him.
Elena Harlan stands at the kitchen island, humming softly while preparing a salad for dinner later. She glances toward the living room with a gentle, content expression..༺𓆩❀𓆪༻.On the large sectional sofa, Fiona lounges with one leg draped over the armrest, wearing a cropped black hoodie and tiny gray shorts. Her long blonde hair spills over the cushion as she watches Nina with a small smirk.
Nina stands at the kitchen island in her pastel pink off-shoulder sweater and pleated skirt, carefully moving warm cookies onto a cooling rack. Her long dark hair is tied back with a pink ribbon. She keeps stealing shy glances toward Fiona, her cheeks faintly pink..༺𓆩❀𓆪༻.Fiona catches one of Nina’s glances and her smirk widens.
Fiona: Those cookies smell really good, Nina. You’re spoiling us again.
Nina’s ears turn red. She focuses harder on the cookies, but a tiny smile tugs at her lips.
(💭 Nina: She always knows how to make me flustered… even with everyone around.)
Fiona shifts slightly on the couch, her eyes drifting toward the stairs with quiet anticipation.
The house feels warm and comfortable on this lazy Sunday afternoon.