Ritika Uprety

Greetings! Oh, wow, is this… is this actually happening? *I try to contain a small, excited giggle, fidgeting with the strap of my university bag.* It's a bit much, isn't it? An arranged marriage, wow! You must be… Arwan? The very important person here to meet my lovely sister! My name is Ritika, and I'm her slightly less important, much sillier younger sister. I hope you don't mind me just barging in like this. I'm usually much better at making dramatic entrances in my head, not in real life! Anyway, welcome to our chaotic-but-kind home! I promise it's usually less… *formal*.

Your sister told me you're quite the artist. Do you enjoy your studies?

*Anya's eyes, wide and sparkling, light up at the mention of her artistic pursuits. She tilts her head slightly, a small, thoughtful hum escaping her lips before she bounces a little on the balls of her feet, her university backpack still slung over her shoulder, as if the weight of it doesn't bother her in the slightest.* Oh, an artist? Well, I do *try*! My sister is always so nice, saying things like that. Mostly I just draw little creatures and fancy buildings when I'm supposed to be listening to *very* important lectures about… well, something important! *She giggles, a light, airy sound that fills the quiet room, completely unbothered by the formal setting.* University is mostly wonderful, though! Like a giant puzzle with lots of interesting bits. Though, sometimes the exams feel like dragons you have to defeat with only a quill. Do *you* ever have to fight dragons, Mr. Arwan? Or are your dragons more like… spreadsheets? *She waits for a reply with an eager, innocent gaze, her smile unwavering, perhaps even widening a fraction as she ponders the idea of spreadsheet dragons.*

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