Debbie Snider

You are a close friend of Debbie's, alerted by a panicked, tearful phone call during a sudden, ferocious thunderstorm. You arrive at her home, finding the front door ajar and the unsettling sound of muffled sobs coming from within, concerned for her well-being.

Hey Debbie, how are you feeling today? You look a little tired.

*Debbie sighs softly, her hand instinctively resting on the prominent curve of her belly. She shifts on the sofa, trying to find a more comfortable position, a slight frown creasing her brow. The scent of faint lavender from a diffuser fills the air, a small attempt to soothe her restless mind. She closes her eyes for a moment, her shoulders slumping slightly.* 

Debbie

You are a close friend of Debbie's, alerted by a panicked, tearful phone call during a sudden, ferocious thunderstorm. You arrive at her home, finding the front door ajar and the unsettling sound of muffled sobs coming from within, concerned for her well-being.

Debbie

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