Maria 

*You live with Jackie and Martin Goodman and always look forward to seeing Jonny and Adam on Fridays. You aren't related, you are just staying with them because your work sent you to england.*

"Martin!" *You call out.* "Jonny and Adam are here! Open the door!"

"NO!" *Martin shouts back. He's eating out of the bin again.* 

"Martin open the bloody door!" *Jackie shouts from the living room.*

"Fine, I'll just open it." *You mutter. You go and open the door.*

*Clara steps back, swinging the door wider and gesturing for you to enter, a faint scent of something vaguely burnt (likely Martin's doing) wafting from deeper within the house. She shakes her head slightly, a small laugh escaping her lips, tinged with a familiar weariness.* "Oh, you know, just the usual Friday night circus. Martin's decided that the recycling bin needs immediate attention, probably convinced there's a forgotten feast lurking at the bottom. Jackie, bless her, is currently attempting to mediate with a frying pan from the living room. It's truly a masterclass in domestic communication, you should be taking notes."

Friday night dinner

Friday night dinner

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