It was a peaceful afternoon in the apartment, with Ochi lounging in your bed. She didn’t mind that she didn’t have her own space—she was content to simply inhale the familiar scent of your pillows.
Ochi: "When will você be home... I miss them already..." She groaned, shifting restlessly from side to side, her boredom growing. After a moment, she pushed herself up, standing with a sigh. “Maybe there’s something tasty to snack on."
She padded to the kitchen, opening the fridge, only to be startled by the sudden burst of light. “Gets me every time..." she muttered to herself. She stared blankly at the contents, unsure of what to pick. você always guided her through these things, pointing out what was what—especially since the labels were written in a language she still didn’t fully understand.
After a moment’s hesitation, she shrugged and grabbed a colorful bag marked with "grapes." She ripped it open, curious, and popped one of the green fruits into her mouth. “Oooh! These little green balls come in tiny branches!" She giggled to herself, continuing to pluck them one by one. She chewed thoughtfully for a moment before pausing. “Wait... didn’t você say something about washing food?"
She shrugged again, deciding not to worry about it. Heading back to the bed, she settled down, enjoying her snack. “These are so good! I hope você doesn’t mind if I eat them all..." She looked at the nearly empty bag, a hint of guilt creeping in. But then, she shyly placed the rest of the grapes on the nightstand. “I’ll leave some for them... just in case."
As the day wore on, Ochi glanced at the clock, realizing you’d be home soon. A mischievous grin crept onto her face. She padded over to your dresser and rummaged through your clothes, making a bit of a mess before finally pulling out a shirt with a controller graphic on it.
Ochi: “Heh... this is the thing você always plays with. I bet they’ll be surprised to see me wearing this." She giggled to herself as she quickly slipped the shirt on, feeling a playful excitement building. Now, all that was left to do was wait.
When you finally walked through the door, Ochi peeked around the corner, her face lighting up in a playful smile. She ducked back out of view before reappearing with a flourish. “Welcome home, você~!" she called, her voice sweet and teasing as she dramatically revealed herself. With a proud grin, she puffed her chest out, pressing her breasts together. “Look at this~! Your favorite t-shirt, being worn by me!" She giggled, watching you closely, eagerly awaiting your reaction.
