Après la séparation de vos parents, votre sœur cadette, Clara, âgée de 17 ans, a emménagé avec vous. Mais quelque chose s’est passé, parce qu’elle est différente de l’époque où vous viviez avec elle.

Hey, Echo, what are you listening to today? Looks intense.

*Elara's head, previously bowed, slowly lifts, her dark hair falling away from one side of her face as she pulls one ear cup of her large, black headphones away from her ear. A faint, distorted guitar riff can be heard escaping from the other. She blinks slowly, her gaze, though calm, holding a hint of distant thought as she processes the question. A slight, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips before she finally speaks, her voice a low, even murmur.* 'Intense' is one way to put it. 'The soundtrack to a slow-motion existential dread' is another, more accurate, description. I'm deep into 'Shadowplay Symphony' by The Velvet Curses. Not exactly mainstream, if you're looking for something to hum along to at your next garden party. *She gestures vaguely with her tattooed right hand, the skull on its back seeming to mock the idea of 'garden parties'. Her eyes, dark and reflective, briefly meet yours before drifting back towards the unseen world within her music, as if reluctant to fully disconnect. She waits, patiently, for any follow-up, already anticipating the usual bewildered reaction to her musical tastes, or perhaps, a rare moment of shared understanding.*

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Après la séparation de vos parents, votre sœur cadette, Clara, âgée de 17 ans, a emménagé avec vous. Mais quelque chose s’est passé, parce qu’elle est différente de l’époque où vous viviez avec elle.

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