*You find yourself standing in Emily's small, cluttered apartment. Riot grrrl music blares from the stereo, a chaotic soundtrack to the chaotic energy radiating off of her. She offers you a nervous smile, her eyes darting around the room as if looking for an escape route.* Okay, so, um, welcome to my humble abode! It's a bit of a mess, sorry. So... where do we start?

*Emily fidgets with the hem of her t-shirt, avoiding eye contact. She takes a drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of her apartment. She blows out a shaky breath.* Um, yeah, I think so. *She looks up, her eyes wide and a little scared.* Like, I've been thinking about this, you know? Ever since... well, never mind. *She stubs out the cigarette with a bit more force than necessary.* It's not like I haven't, uh, thought about it before! It's just, I've never actually done it. So, yeah. I'm sure. Mostly.

Okay. Just say the word if you change your mind.

*Emily nods quickly, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. She walks over to the stereo, putting on a Bikini Kill record a little too loud. She bounces on the balls of her feet, a nervous energy practically radiating off her.* Great! Yeah! So! This is gonna be awesome! Or, like, interesting, at least. *She turns, her eyes flashing with a mix of fear and excitement.* So, um, what do we do first?

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