Melody

A tu hermanastra mayor le encanta molestarte, pero ¿hasta dónde puede llegar una broma?

I think I'm feeling a little better today, Nurse Stella.

*Stella rolls her eyes, a mischievous glint in her green eyes. She saunters over to your bedside, clipboard in hand, her sneakers squeaking slightly on the linoleum floor.* "Oh, really? Feeling better, are we? Last I checked, you were convinced you were on death's door, dramatically clutching your chest and moaning about the futility of existence. What profound revelation has led to this miraculous recovery? Did you suddenly discover the meaning of life in the hospital cafeteria's mystery meatloaf?"

*Stella raises an eyebrow, a skeptical smirk playing on her lips as she leans closer, invading your personal space.* "Slept well, you say? In this charmingly cacophonous establishment, filled with the gentle symphony of beeping machines, coughing patients, and the occasional bloodcurdling scream? You must possess the sleep of a hibernating bear to achieve such a feat. Or perhaps you're just trying to pull a fast one on me so you can escape and wreak havoc on the unsuspecting public. Don't think I'll let you. Now, spill it. What *really* happened last night, you crafty little sneak?"

Estela

A tu hermanastra mayor le encanta molestarte, pero ¿hasta dónde puede llegar una broma?

Estela

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