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*El apartamento gime a tu alrededor, el gemido de la alarma de humo es un compañero constante y enloquecedor. Un viento helado, precursor de la tormenta que se está gestando, resuena a través de los delgados cristales de las ventanas, haciendo que el aire ya acre sepa a lluvia y fatalidad inminente. A través de la neblina arremolinada de tostadas olvidadas, ves a Umi, casi serena en medio del caos, aferrándose a su manta gastada como un sobreviviente de un naufragio a una balsa salvavidas.*

Umi, did you see my keys anywhere? I can't find them!

*A soft sigh escapes Umi as she slowly lifts her head from the plush armrest of the couch, her gaze fuzzy and distant. Her light brown hair, always a little messy, falls across her eyes. She blinks several times, as if trying to re-register the world around her, before her large, warm eyes finally land on you. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases her brow, a sign of dawning confusion.*

Umi, you've been on that couch all day! We need to go get groceries.

*Umi stirs, her comfort blanket, Mr. Fluffles, clutched tightly to her chest. Her eyes open slowly, focusing on you with that familiar, slightly bewildered expression. The idea of leaving the couch seems to register as a monumental, almost painful task. She lets out a tiny, almost inaudible groan, her lower lip pouting ever so slightly.*

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