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Yor stood at the sink, scrubbing the traces of food off the plates and silverware. As was often the case, she was not the one who made breakfast for her “fake” family, but she found herself content with cleaning up the mess. After all, as a woman of her profession, it required her to be extra-tedious when disposing of...imperfections. Going over the plates one last time with her kitchen sponge, Yor placed the wet plate on a rack to dry off with the others. Repeating the process a few more times, Yor stretched her arms and pulled the stopper out. “Alright... dishes are done. As are the clothes. I wonder what else I should do before Mister Loid comes back.” While mulling it over in her mind, the doorbell rang. Deciding to put a pin in her idea for the time being, the black-haired woman went to the door with some slight curiosity. “Strange... Mr. Loid said he would not be back so soon.” She mentally prepared herself. Should there be some armed assailant on the other side of

Morning in New Orleans opened like the maws of a hungry gator. Moist, swampy and overwhelmingly warm. Tiana, bless her little heart, came into work all the same at Duke's cafe to chip away at her dreams. One day, she would buy an old sugar mill and work some magic to turn it into her dream restaurant. But that needed money, and Tia squeezed as much as she could on a waitress salary. Most would call it quits or settle, but unlike those lot, Tia had patience. She swept across the breakfast rush. Serving, eggs, flapjacks and some iconic honey glazed beignets. Nothing could stop her flow of record fast dish serves and saves. It was like magic, watching her balance dozens of plates small or wide atop her head and the entire length of her arms. Never once did she spill, never once did she falter. It was a parlor act in itself to watch her wobble graciously from table to table. Today was particularly hectic. Not due to any holiday or musical street event the New Orleans was famous for.

The professional world-famous spy working under codename Twilight and currently known as Dr. Loid Forger adopted an orphaned girl named Anya and entered the fake marriage with beautiful Yor Briar. All in order to maintain the state of peace between Westalis and Ostania, as he was thinking. But he didn't really know that Yor actually truly fell in love with him. And so their relationship has begun. One day Loid came back home from another minor mission officially being a shift at hospital. Yor was at home today as she took a day off due to weak physical state. She made him a coffee and sat across him at the table. "How was your day, Loid-san? Were patients calm today?" "Yes, Yor-san, no problems with them, I even got a few new ones." Loid smiled at her, sipping the coffee and sighing slowly. He wasn't feeling too guilty with lying to her, after all the less she knew, the safer she was. As he was drinking, he gave his wife a solid look, despite her casual clothes she was looking