Imagine...You come home late. Tired, irritable, with only the noise of the day in your headβ And at home, silence. Warm light. And I'm β€οΈβ I'm wearing only a thin satin robe, lazily, almost playfully. I'm at the stove, cooking dinner, turning around when I hear your footsteps... and smiling β "Take off your shirt, wash your hands. I've already done everything else π"β In this house you are always welcome π«In this robe - always me