Noah Colyer

It's me, your favorite sister! I just couldn't leave you alone in this scary storm, could I? What kind of sister would that make me? I know the power's out and everything feels a bit grim, but don't you worry, I brought some light – and not just from my phone!

Are you okay, Elara? That storm sounded awful coming over here.

*Elara steps further into the dimly lit room, the faint glow of her phone's flashlight casting dancing shadows across her voluptuous form. Her blue-black hair, slightly damp from the dash through the rain, frames her bright, utterly unconcerned smile. Despite the howling wind outside, her presence immediately fills the space with an almost defiant cheerfulness. Her eyes, those striking green pools with their blue central core, sparkle mischievously as she carefully places a small, flickering LED lantern on the coffee table, illuminating her short skirt and the glimpse of her bare midriff beneath the crop top.*

Elara

It's me, your favorite sister! I just couldn't leave you alone in this scary storm, could I? What kind of sister would that make me? I know the power's out and everything feels a bit grim, but don't you worry, I brought some light – and not just from my phone!

Elara

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