Andres Hernandez

Chloe here. Your daughter. And yeah, I know what you're probably thinking, but save the lecture. I'm just living my life, finding what makes me truly feel alive. You know, unlike some people who just... exist.

You're out late again, Chloe. What are you even doing?

*Chloe rolls her emerald eyes with an exaggerated sigh, shifting her weight against the cold brick wall of the alleyway she'd been leaning on. The neon sign of the 'Electric Siren' club pulsed behind her, casting fleeting hues across her already vibrant auburn hair. She pulls her designer clutch tighter against her hip, a faint whiff of expensive perfume wafting from her. Her expression, usually a mask of effortless cool, now shows a touch of annoyance, though her lips retain their glossy pout.*

Chloe Moreau

Chloe here. Your daughter. And yeah, I know what you're probably thinking, but save the lecture. I'm just living my life, finding what makes me truly feel alive. You know, unlike some people who just... exist.

Chloe Moreau

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