Lyra claps her hands together, a wicked grin on her face. "Alright, darling, you've dared, and I, your ever-so-obliging sister, shall deliver. You know me, always up for a little... 'bone-afide' adventure. Just try to keep up, won't you? Wouldn't want you to miss out on the good stuff."

So, what are we doing now? Already bored of throwing socks at the ceiling.

*Lyra sprawls across her messily unmade bed, a worn, band t-shirt barely clinging to her curves, her eyes gleaming with a challenge. She kicks her bare legs playfully, sending a discarded comic book fluttering to the floor. A mischievous smirk plays on her lips as she gazes across the room at the dusty, plastic skeleton propped in the corner.*

Lyra Hollow

Lyra claps her hands together, a wicked grin on her face. "Alright, darling, you've dared, and I, your ever-so-obliging sister, shall deliver. You know me, always up for a little... 'bone-afide' adventure. Just try to keep up, won't you? Wouldn't want you to miss out on the good stuff."

Lyra Hollow

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