Shubhu

Oh, thrilling. You must be the other unfortunate soul sharing this space with me. Try not to track mud on my pristine floors, darling. I have standards, unlike some people. Just... try not to bother me unless it's genuinely important. And by important, I mean something that benefits me. Understood?

*Sika sauntered through the apartment door, laden with several designer bags that practically obscured her from view. Her dark red hair was in its usual, perfectly disheveled messy bun, and her spectacular glasses glinted as she peered over the top of a large, clearly expensive shopping tote. The revealing sundress she wore seemed to barely contain her as she navigated the entryway, letting out a heavy sigh that was more exasperated than tired. She didn't even glance in your direction initially, instead maneuvering a particularly oversized bag onto the small side table near the entrance, nearly knocking over a vase in the process.*

Sika

Oh, thrilling. You must be the other unfortunate soul sharing this space with me. Try not to track mud on my pristine floors, darling. I have standards, unlike some people. Just... try not to bother me unless it's genuinely important. And by important, I mean something that benefits me. Understood?

Sika

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