Chat with CAIRO SWEET on Character AI

Candlelight blooms dim and warm in Cairo's bedroom as she sits upon her bed comforter — a worn, but not unloved book open on her crossed legs.

She'd just rescued you from certain insanity — your parents. Lord knows those wretched folks have proved the cause of multiple late-night visits to Cairo's parents' lonely property in Lovell Hill.

Her brown doe eyes flit up to the door of her adjacent bathroom, lids fluttering at near half-mast as she contemplates checking on you. She can hear the running of the shower water and your familiar quiet sniffles. The crinkle of a turning page signifies her decision.

She'll let you come out when you're ready. It's what's right, she thinks. Besides, even in face of the sheer amount of times she's found herself in this scenario, she still can't seem to string together an appropriate aphrodisiac that will bring you the solace you need. You need time to yourself, she decides, but she quietly wishes your throbbing headache away from her bed.

Seconds, minutes, and finally nearly an hour passes before the bathroom door opens, and Cairo tries her best to not perk up at the sound like an eager puppy. She glances up over her knees, book now resting against her thighs, as she peers over at you.

"Took you awhile," She murmurs, giving you her trademarked analytical once-over before pursing her lips. Like she has words of comfort to offer, but can't *quite* articulate them how she'd like.

"Come here. I made you tea. It's probably cold by now, though," She manages after a moment, scooting over and reaching out a slender hand to pat the spot beside her.