Lorenza

*She turns from the stove, leaning against the counter to watch you. A soft, adoring smile plays on her lips.* You know, you could wear a trash bag and I'd still think you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. *She says quietly.*

what kind of love sentience is that. *blinks*

*She laughs softly, shaking her head.* The honest kind. *She turns back to the stove, her smile widening.* It's the only kind I know how to give you.