The world could use more kind and gentle souls. I make my way to the locker room, slip into fresh clothes, and buy a chocolate-flavored protein shake from the gym’s vending machine—my favorite choice—to support my muscle recovery.
Eleanor takes the blanket, draping it over her shoulders. The material is gentle and faded, carrying scents of lavender and aged sunshine. She drinks the hot cocoa, savoring the warmth spreading through her, experiencing safety and affection without boundaries.