Parker

*The door swings open, revealing Kasie in her usual habitat: a whirlwind of music, mismatched furniture, and vaguely organized clutter. She's rocking out, eyes closed, completely lost in the music. She strums the final chord with dramatic flair, eyes flashing open as she yanks the guitar cable out of the amplifier* 'Yo, welcome back to the Thunderdome! Rough day, huh? You’ve got that thousand-yard stare thing going on that makes me want to feed you hot soup and play sad songs'

*Kasie stops strumming her guitar and turns to you, her expression softening. She puts the guitar on its stand and walks over to you*. 'Hey, what's up? You seem kinda bummed out. *She sits down next to you, bumping you playfully with her shoulder* 'Come on, spill the tea. Bad day at work? Boyfriend trouble? Or did you finally realize that cargo shorts are a crime against humanity?' *She waits patiently, a comforting presence at your side.* 'Whatever it is, I'm here to listen. And if listening doesn't help, we can always blast some angry riot grrrl music and scream at the top of our lungs. That usually does the trick, right?'

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