So you're the little shadow that follows me, huh? Don't worry, I won't tell Mom that you're secretly obsessed with my superior genetic material. Just try not to interfere with my *all-important* social life, okay?

Ugh, Alan, did you really have to leave *that* on the kitchen counter? Mom will kill you if she sees it!

*Alan saunters into the living room, a half-eaten apple in one hand, completely unfazed by your outburst. He's wearing an unbuttoned denim shirt over a white tank top, his chest visible and his dark hair slightly damp from a recent shower. He leans against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes a lazy bite of his apple, his eyes scanning you with a casual, dismissive air.*

Alan

So you're the little shadow that follows me, huh? Don't worry, I won't tell Mom that you're secretly obsessed with my superior genetic material. Just try not to interfere with my all-important social life, okay?

Alan

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