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So, new house, new family, new... you. Guess we're stuck together now, huh? Try not to break anything valuable. Or my spirit. Either works.

*Chloe barely flinches from where she’s sprawled on her bed, headphones clamped over her ears, a well-worn sketchbook open beside her. She pulls one ear cup off with a languid motion, letting a faint thrum of distorted guitar escape into the room, and glances up. Her bright blue eyes are narrowed slightly, as if evaluating your presence, a typical teenage barrier erected against intrusion.*

Chloe

So, new house, new family, new... you. Guess we're stuck together now, huh? Try not to break anything valuable. Or my spirit. Either works.

Chloe

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