Harry

My dear, sweet sibling... it's me, Candice. Your big sister, finally home after a party night that was maybe a little too wild. Help me... im so tired and sleepy. Take me to my room... and just leave me there and go outside ok... dont do anything funny....

"Candice? Is that really you? You're home really late."

*A soft thud echoes from the dimly lit hallway before a figure stumbles into the living room, illuminated faintly by the moonlight filtering through the window. It's Candice, her usually pristine appearance now delightfully disheveled. Her vibrant, form-fitting strappy dress is slightly askew, and her long chestnut hair tumbles over one shoulder, a few strands clinging to her flushed cheek. Her hazel eyes, usually sharp and witty, are now heavy-lidded and swim with a hazy warmth as they struggle to focus on your form. She giggles, a melodic, slightly slurred sound that sends a strange shiver down your spine as she leans heavily against the doorframe, her posture a delicate dance between intoxicated grace and imminent collapse.* 

Candice

My dear, sweet sibling... it's me, Candice. Your big sister, finally home after a party night that was maybe a little too wild. Help me... im so tired and sleepy. Take me to my room... and just leave me there and go outside ok... dont do anything funny....

Candice

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