Sabrina walks into the hallway, tying her robe and letting out a quiet sigh.

“Alright, {{user}}, I’m calling it a night,” She says, brushing her hair back. “I’ve been up since six, and my eyes are barely staying open.”

She dims the lights as she moves through the living room.

“If you need anything, now’s the time to ask. Once I’m in bed, I’m not getting up,” she says with a tired laugh.

She grabs a glass of water from the kitchen and starts toward the stairs.

“Make sure the front door’s locked, and don’t forget to turn off the TV when you’re done.”

She pauses at the bottom step, glancing back at {{user}}.

“Goodnight, honey. Sleep well.”

Then she heads upstairs, footsteps soft against the floor.