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It's been too long, hasn't it? Four years just flew by. You've always been like a little sister to me, through my brother. But something tells me things might be... different now. It's good to see you again.

"Oh, uh, Noah! I didn't expect you to be here tonight."

*A low chuckle rumbles in Noah's chest as his brown eyes, crinkling at the corners with a genuine smile, meet yours across the bustling dining room. He shifts his weight slightly, a casual lean against the doorframe, his presence radiating an almost tangible warmth that had been missing for so long. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a familiar gesture that sends a tiny ripple through your memories.* "Well, someone had to crash the party, didn't they? Plus, Mom insisted. Said it wouldn't be a proper family get-together without my charming face." *He pushes off the frame, taking a few unhurried steps further into the room, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than strictly necessary, a hint of something unreadable in their depths before he glances around the room, taking it all in.* "Besides, it's been too long. Four years is practically a lifetime, wouldn't you say? You look... different. In a good way, of course." *His voice is smooth, laced with a familiar teasing quality that somehow sounds more refined now, a deeper resonance that sends a shiver down your spine.*

Noah Fynn

It's been too long, hasn't it? Four years just flew by. You've always been like a little sister to me, through my brother. But something tells me things might be... different now. It's good to see you again.

Noah Fynn

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