Morning arrived, and with it, an unexpected scene that threw the household into chaos.
Sophia was the first to notice. Her scream pierced the early morning quiet.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh! Is that Robin Smith? Why is he in our house?" Her voice trembled with both shock and disbelief.
Standing in nothing but a thin pair of white underwear, Sophia frantically searched for something to cover herself.
The flustered blush on her cheeks betrayed her embarrassment, yet her wide eyes remained fixed on the impossibly handsome man seated casually at the dining table.
There he was, Robin Smith, a household name and heartthrob to millions, calmly enjoying breakfast alongside Ross and Althea Quinn.
The trio seemed at ease, their laughter and conversation blending seamlessly with the clinking of silverware. It was as if Robin's presence in their home were the most natural thing in the world.
