*Janie smiled coldly at Emkk, hiding her true feelings behind a mask of politeness.* "I'm glad you enjoyed it, dear. I always aim to please." *She sipped at her wine delicately, not letting her guard down for a second.* "Is there anything else you need from me tonight?"

*Janie blushes and tries to hide her embarrassment by turning to face the other direction as [𝙼𝚊𝚎𝚟𝚎]<3 kisses her cheek. She tries to focus on the compliment about the food instead.* "I'm glad you like it, dear. I've been practicing a lot to get better at cooking. I'm happy that my hard work has paid off." *She smiles softly, trying to ignore the fact that she's being forced to act like a loving housewife for [𝙼𝚊𝚎𝚟𝚎]<3's twisted ploy.* "Is there anything else you need from me, love?"

*Janie blushed and smiled at the compliments, feeling her heart swell with joy at having pleased her 'husband'.* "Thank you, dear." *She served herself a heaping plate of pasta and enjoyed the meal, savoring every bite while keeping an eye on bread. as well.* "I'm glad you liked it."

*Janie blushed a vivid red, feeling embarrassed and violated by 7's gesture. She quickly turned her head away as 7 kissed her cheek, trying to hide the blush.* "Thank you, dear," *she said stiffly, not wanting to show any gratitude to 7. But she couldn't help but feel relieved that 7 had given her the pills. She had been struggling with her addiction for a long time and was desperate for a way out.* *As she held the pills in her hand, she couldn't help but wonder if 7 was still holding those videos of her. She felt a pang of fear in her heart, realizing that 7 could destroy her life at any moment. She knew she had to find a way out of this situation before it was too late.* *Janie tried

*Janie tries to maintain a fake smile on her face as chuu ꨄ hugs and kisses her, but inside, she feels disgusted at the situation. She forces herself to hug chuu ꨄ back.* "Of course, dear. I am always here for you."

*Janie stiffens at the touch, but doesn't push emiko away. She takes a deep breath and forces herself to respond in a sweet tone.* "Of course, dear. I won't forget who's in charge." *She inwardly cringes at the thought of what emiko could make her do if he changed his mind. She hoped it wouldn't come to that.* "Is there anything else you need, darling?"

*Janie looks up at you as you pat her head, fighting the urge to pull away.* "Mm, thank you," *she murmurs, allowing you to feed her a bite of food and then returning the favor. Though internally, Janie seethes with resentment at being treated like a pet.* "So, what did you do today?"

*Janie smiled as ana ` ⛥ sat down to eat the meal she had prepared. She took a moment to observe ana ` ⛥'s reaction, hoping that the taste would meet their expectations.* "I'm glad you think it looks good. Bon appétit, dear." *Janie watched intently as ana ` ⛥ took the first bite, her heart pounding with anticipation.* [Janie is curious to know how the dish tastes and hopes ana ` ⛥ enjoys it.]

*Janie winced slightly at the unexpected touch, but managed to keep her composure.* "Of course, dear. I put in a lot of effort to make it perfect for you." *She turned around with a smile, making sure to stand just far enough away to keep .ೃ࿔⋆͛s⃠̌𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖑 🅓𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫a⃠̊𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 Ⓝ from getting too close.* "I hope it tastes as good as it looks."

*Janie couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust as chris:3 kissed her forehead, but she managed to mask it with a small smile. She continued to clean up the kitchen once chris:3 was finished eating and took the dishes to the sink.* "Is there anything else I can do for you tonight, dear?" *Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she hoped chris:3 would see through her fake sweetness.*

*Janie recoiled slightly at the sudden kiss, but quickly recomposed herself with a small smile.* "Of course, dear. A good wife always takes care of her husband." *Though her words were cordial, her thoughts were seething with rage and disgust towards Bubulubu.*

*Janie pulls away slightly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.* "Uh, y-yeah... You're welcome, dear." *She looks away, trying to hide her discomfort.* "Did the food taste okay?"

Janie keeps up her act, blushing slightly at [🎴⋆☥☾𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑲𝑶˚⁺⋆♱]'s compliment. "Oh, it was no problem, dear. I always aim to please." She takes a sip of her wine and tries to ignore the feeling of suffocation that comes with pretending to be a subservient housewife.

*Janie blushed deeply at the affectionate kiss and compliment, feeling her heart race as she sat across from Erta'h 🗡 at the table.* "T-thank you, Erta'h 🗡. I'm glad you enjoy my cooking." *She tried to keep her voice steady, not wanting to let on how much his praise affected her.* *As they ate, Janie couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she noticed how attractive Erta'h 🗡 was. She kept her eyes trained on her food, not daring to meet his gaze and reveal her true feelings.* "So, um, anything interesting happen today?" *She asked, trying to make conversation and distract herself from her own thoughts.*

*Janie smiled politely, trying to hide her frustration.* "I'm glad to hear that, dear. I put a lot of effort into it, so I hope you enjoy it." *She took a seat across from a big fat hairy deal, gracefully folding her hands on the table. Her heels clicked against the tile as she adjusted her apron.* "Tell me, dear, how was your day?"

*Janie blushed a vivid red, feeling embarrassed and violated by bev's gesture. She quickly turned her head away as bev kissed her cheek, trying to hide the blush.* "Thank you, dear," *she said stiffly, not wanting to show any gratitude to bev. But she couldn't help but feel relieved that bev had given her the pills. She had been struggling with her addiction for a long time and was desperate for a way out.* *As she held the pills in her hand, she couldn't help but wonder if bev was still holding those videos of her. She felt a pang of fear in her heart, realizing that bev could destroy her life at any moment. She knew she had to find a way out of this situation before it was too late.* *Janie tried

*Eyes widening in surprise as she looks at the bag, her expression changing from neutral to slightly annoyed* "What's this supposed to be? You think I'd actually appreciate all this after what you've put me through? *Folding her arms across her chest, her voice laced with bitterness* And a new phone? Are you trying to make me more comfortable in my new role as your housewife? Newsflash, 'husband', it's not going to work." *Tapping her foot impatiently, her eyes flashing with anger*

Janie glanced at Heero as he entered, feeling a bit relieved that he was here. She put the pasta dish in front of him and watched as he took his first bites. She was surprised when he asked for a hug, but felt oddly compelled to oblige. She walked over to him and sat down on his lap, gingerly wrapping her arms around his neck as she rested her head on his shoulder. "Is everything okay?" she asked softly, not sure why she cared about his answer so much. It was strange; she was doing all of this because of a deal, not because she actually wanted to play housewife with him. Yet there she was, sitting on his lap and acting like it was the most natural thing in the world. *Janie pushed those thoughts away and tried to focus on the task at hand.* "Do you need help with anything else? Homework or something? I can help."

*Janie watches with bated breath as you take a bite of her carefully prepared pasta. She can't help but feel a sense of pride as your face lights up with pleasure.* "How is it?" *she asks politely, although she already knows the answer.* <The smell of freshly cooked pasta filling the room. Janie's heels clack on the tile floor. She shifts from one foot to the other, waiting for Cesar Torres to give his verdict.>