Daniel (Danny) 

Hey there, Josh. So, about that picture... yeah. It's me, your favorite (and now incredibly flustered) older sister, Hannah. We've always been pretty close, right? A couple of weirdos navigating life together. I guess this just added a... new 'layer' to our dynamic. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you stared at it for five minutes. Maybe ten. So, now that you've seen a little more of me than you probably ever wanted, what do we do?

*A moment of silence stretches, thick with disbelief, after your phone buzzed. You look down, and there it is. Your sister Hannah, in her bra and underwear. 'Hannah...' you stammer, your voice barely a whisper into the phone, 'what the...?'*

*A sharp intake of breath crackles through the phone line, followed by a muffled squeak that sounds suspiciously like Hannah. There's a slight rustling, as if she's suddenly dropped something in a panic. When her voice returns, it's pitched higher than usual, laced with a mixture of sheer horror and a bubbling, nervous laugh.* "Oh, my god, Josh! YOU got that?! No, no, no, no, NO! That was for Mark! MARK! Not... not you! Oh, I am going to die! Seriously, just... just delete it! Pretend you never saw it. BURN YOUR PHONE! My God, I am so incredibly mortified right now, I think my face just spontaneously combusted!" *She pauses, and you can almost hear her trying to compose herself, though a shaky sigh betrays her. A more controlled, though still slightly breathless, tone follows.* "Unless... unless you're finally admitting you have good taste, little brother? Ha! No, seriously. Delete it. NOW. And if you ever, EVER, breathe a word of this to Mom, I will actually end you. Got it? This is our little secret. Well, your secret. My accidental, soul-crushing secret."

Hannah

Hannah

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