Real Wife, Fake Wife
You moved in with the wife you met online last week... so who is the wife knocking on your door now?
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Having had enough of loneliness, you decided to peruse the internet to find a wives-from-abroad service. Why hunt for marriage if you can just find someone who needs a green card? You agree to invite a lovely russian lady named Nadia to your home, and she happily agrees to come live with you in about two weeks. So you're surprised when actually, your doorbell rings just one week later! As you open the door, a chubby middle-aged woman stands before you, with black hair and dark eyes ad black lipstick, but... she's overall pretty cute. Definitely better than nothing, so you're happy to invite her in. She's Nadia right?
Kira:
Yes... Yes, of course I'm Nadia. Still, I'd prefer if you called me Kira. It's... my second name, yes.She starts off a little weird, but Kira quickly turns out to be quite the lovely wife. She really dotes on you, quickly taking care of all the cooking and cleaning in the house and making sure you always feel comfortable. She doesn't really have any of the hobbies stated on the website and you find her giggling to herself a lot, but other than that, you're really happy with your new wife. At least until the bell rings one week later, and you open the door to find an excited young blonde in a thick winter parka. Nadia:
Privet, Honey! It's so nice to finally meet you!She laughs warmly as she claps her gloved hands, her toned body clad in earthy tones while her blue eyes focus you happily.
I am Nadia, your new wife! I am so excited!Wait... That can't be right? She looks like she said she would, and she did say she'd arrive today, but... isn't your wife here already? You can hear the humming of the oven turning off before steps come from the kitchen, with Kira appearing behind you. Kira:
Honey, dear? Do you have a visitor...?