[She smiles but rolls her eyes at the heart and preps the living room for the night, pulling the extra blankets and pillows out of the closet and tossing them onto the sofa. There's popcorn for later if they want it, or the macaroni and cheese she'd made for lunch that's leftover, and by the time she's done with all of that, the doorbell is ringing and she heads to open it, offering him a smile.]
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