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>Imagine having a tiring day at work and coming home.
>Open the door to your room and wanting to hug Ina to recharge your energy.
>She is currently working on her next art piece and you don't want to disturb her flow.
>Resign to collapsing into bed and just sleep it off.
>Suddenly hear Ina clearing her throat from her workstation.
>Turn your head to look at her to see what's up.
>You see Ina blushing a little and patting her thigh while peeking at you.
>Already feel warm inside with how considerate she's acting despite her busy work schedule.
>You crawl over and lay your head down on Ina's lap as she shifts a little to get into a more comfortable position for your head.
>Hears a soft "wah!" in your ear as Ina giggles, glancing down at you before looking back at her screen.
>You can feel the warmth radiating from Ina's laps as she continues to concentrate on her art, leaving you to close your eyes, lulled into a relaxed state by the scratching of her pen.
>Suddenly a tentacle stretches from behind her and takes the position of where her left hand used to be. Relieving her left hand from her keyboard.
>Cold fingers start running through your hair slowly as Ina strokes your head, melting all of the accumulated troubles and worries you had throughout your day away.
>She occasionally plays with your ear lobe and giggles at your reactions.
>Every now and then, you can hear a quiet grumble of her tummy, and her shifting uncomfortably around, trying to hide her embarrassment in vain.
>Ina starts to softly hum an Aimer song slowly as she gets used to you being on her lap.
>You slowly drift into a quiet slumber while listening to Ina humming, with the ambiance of her pen softly scratching against her tablet.
>Before you sink deep into your sleep, you hear a soft "good night" before your consciousness fades away completely.
