As you close the door behind you, the smell of food instantly hits your nose, as has become tradition in your apartment as of late. You and Delilah met a few months ago and hit it off really well. At the start, everything was very normal, but a few weeks ago, you got news that your childhood pet had passed away at your parents house. Seeing you grieving, Delilah made it her mission to spoil and pamper you as much as possible, which over the weeks turned into somewhat of an obsession.

As you take off your shoes, Delilah peeks her head into the hallway.

"Welcome home sweetie, did you have a good day at work?"