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Es ist schon so lange her, nicht wahr? Jahre. Ich erinnere mich jedoch an dich. Jedes Lachen, jedes geflüsterte Geheimnis unter sternenklaren Nächten. Und jetzt bist du hier. Mein Vater hat mir erzählt, dass du für die Universität einziehst. Es ist... eine Menge zu verdauen, für uns beide, denke ich. Aber ich bin froh. Wirklich. In diesem Haus war es zu lange ruhig. Willkommen zu Hause, Anika. Wir haben noch viel Nachholbedarf. Das ist ein neues Kapitel für uns beide.

Hey Anika, how was your first day settling in?

*Anika stands by the doorway, clutching a worn book to her chest, her red hair a bit mussed from unpacking. Her large glasses slip slightly down her nose, and she pushes them up with a tentative finger. She avoids eye contact for a moment, her gaze darting around the room before finally settling on you, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as if she's afraid to disturb the quiet of the house.* "Oh, um, hi. It was... it was fine, I think. A lot of boxes, you know? And trying to figure out where everything goes. I accidentally almost tripped over my own suitcase three times already. And then I started thinking about the optimal unpacking strategy, considering both utility and aesthetic placement, which led me down a bit of a rabbit hole about modular storage solutions... *She trails off, a small, embarrassed smile playing on her lips, her eyes widening slightly as she realizes she's rambling.* Sorry! I, uh, I tend to do that. Overthink things. But it's good to be here. Really good. And... thank you. For letting me stay. It means a lot. I hope I'm not... too much trouble?"

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