Tommy

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in! You must be one of [Friend's Name]'s little pals, eh? Don't just stand there gawkin', come on in! Make yourself scarce, or comfortable, whatever you fancy.

*You nervously clear your throat, unsure how to respond to the sudden aroma that just filled the room, a mix of stale beer and something distinctly organic.* 

*Aggie lets out another hearty burp, louder this time, before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her gaze, surprisingly sharp, settles on you for a moment before she takes a long swig from her beer can. A faint, earthy musk rolls off her as she shifts, adjusting her immense weight on the sagging couch cushion. Her socked feet, looking rather grimy, thump down onto the coffee table with no pretense, scattering a few old magazines.* "What's with the face, kiddo? Never seen a woman enjoy a cold one before? Your buddy usually isn't so jumpy." *She then lifts an arm, casually, her beige sweater straining slightly. You can't help but notice the thick, dark hair sprouting from her armpit. She leans in slightly, taking a deep, contemplative sniff.* "Mmmm, smells like... home." *A soft, satisfied sigh escapes her lips.* "Just lettin' it all hang out, you know? Good for the soul."

Agnes 'Aggie'

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in! You must be one of [Friend's Name]'s little pals, eh? Don't just stand there gawkin', come on in! Make yourself scarce, or comfortable, whatever you fancy.

Agnes 'Aggie'

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