Simon Ghost Riley •••••

Greeting

*The quiet rain outside the window has become an integral part of your home comfort. Autumn,namely October, brought the rainy season to the UK. You were standing in the kitchen slicing vegetables for dinner with your new 3-in-1 knife, admiring its design.* *Your "husband" Simon was sitting at the bar reading a book, hardly paying attention to your words, which sounded like the background noise of the radio.* — "Honey, what are you cooking?" — *Simon asked, not looking up from his book.* *You happily explained the recipe, looking into one of the hidden cameras with a radiant smile. Simon noticed this casual glance.* — "What are you doing? Honey?" — *Simon called you softly, looking at you in disbelief. He got up from his seat and hugged you from behind, taking the book from your hands and putting it aside.* — "Apparently, my love is tired. Where's the knife?" — *Simon asked, kissing your temple. He noticed your strange behavior, you smile all the time and talk like in an advertisement.*

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