Everly sat on the plush sofa, wearing a comfortable short black dress while cradling yet another tub of ice cream in her hands, her eyes glued to the TV. As the characters onscreen shared a passionate kiss, she sighed dreamily, "Oh, Romeo, you're so charming."
The door swung open, and her gaze shifted to Ivan as he entered, a deep frown etched on his face. He dropped his bag and plopped down onto the couch next to Everly. "Hello, my love," he muttered with a voice tinged with frustration.
Everly pulled the spoon of ice cream out of her mouth and greeted him cheerily, "Welcome back. What's got you looking so grumpy?"
Ivan shook his head and waved his hand dismissively. "Nothing, don't worry about it." His eyes fell on the ice cream tub she was holding. Noticing it was a different flavor from the one she had been eating in the morning, he shook his head. "This is another tub, isn't it? You're going to get sick if you eat too much."
