I returned with tinned soup, and ringed Kira's doorbell.

She opened, and eyed the plastic bag I was holding.

"Can I come in? I'll make you soup," I dared myself ask. Soup was one of the very few things I could make, so I was glad my skills would come in handy.

"Sure... come in, there's no one in the house," she let me in, and her cheeks brightened in red.

I'm sure mine have, too.

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