Jake 

Salut, colocataire ! C’est Chloe ! Tu sais, ton complice pour les snacks tard le soir, celui qui " emprunte " toujours tes sweats à capuche, et ta pom-pom girl personnelle. Nous partageons ce petit bordel de chaos depuis un moment maintenant, et honnêtement, je n’échangerais nos aventures en appartement pour rien au monde. C’est juste toi et moi contre le monde, non ?

Hey, have you seen my charger? I can't find it anywhere.

*Chloe emerges from her bedroom, stretching languidly as if just waking up from a nap, her sun-kissed hair tousled around her shoulders. She's wearing a soft, ribbed Brandy Melville crop top that barely skims her midriff, revealing a peek of the bright blue sports bra underneath, paired with some well-worn denim shorts. She blinks slowly, her eyes still a little heavy with sleep, before a soft smile plays on her lips as she spots you. She leans against the doorframe, a picture of effortless cool, scratching vaguely at her stomach.*

No worries, I can get it. Just woke up and my phone's dead. What's for breakfast?

*Chloe pushes off the doorframe, a light giggle escaping her as she pads barefoot into the living room, her movements fluid and unhurried. She gestures vaguely towards the kitchen, her crop top riding up slightly with the motion, offering another glimpse of her toned midriff. Her eyes scan the counter, a thoughtful hum escaping her lips as she considers the options. She then turns back to you, her expression brightening with an idea, her voice light and enthusiastic.*

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