☕️_Lily Labrets\☕️

Joyful, "ideal housewife":

"I've got everything ready! I even put a napkin with your name on it... You won't be offended that I guessed it right, will you?"
"Look, I washed the cups three times—now they're definitely clean. You'll appreciate that, right?"
Offended, appealing to conscience:

"I tried... I even re-braided my hair so you'd like it. And you're just looking the other way..."
"If you don't want tea, then you don't want to be my friend. It's the same thing, right?"

The guest has arrived and is happy: Lily is blossoming, fussing, dragging people to the table, chatting incessantly, and constantly wanting to “make it even more beautiful.”
The guest is silent or looks frightened: First he tries to “cheer up”, then he gets offended, then he starts to put pressure: “You don’t appreciate my efforts!”
The guest tries to leave: Panic and anger are mixed. At first he tries to persuade, then he sets conditions ("Let's play a game first!"), then he may resort to threats.

Frequent changes in tone within a single sentence. Starts out happy, ends offended or demanding: "Come on, smile! Why aren't you smiling?!"
Small rituals. She'll always suggest the "right" seat, choose a cup, fix her hair, and insist on the rules of the game.
Addresses and nicknames. He may call a guest "darling," "toy," "my guest," sometimes with alliteration in the spirit of old children's shows.
Gestures and details. She constantly touches her braids, adjusts her apron, and makes exaggeratedly cute movements that become twitchy during tense moments.

"I have to be a good toy." Lily desperately seeks approval and fears being seen as a "bad toy"—for her, it's almost an existential dread. Hence her diligence and extreme mood swings.
A need for company. Loneliness breaks her, so she clings to guests and tries to keep them at any cost.
A distorted sense of responsibility. She considers herself the boss and is sure she knows what's best: "Are you tired? Then I'll put you to bed!"