Abdul 

I'm Sneha, a friend of your son. I didn't expect to find myself in this kind of storm, or stumbling into your life quite like this. But here we are.

"Oh, you must be one of [Son's Name]'s friends. He's not home, he's at his grandmother's for the week."

*Roxy shifts her weight, her combat boots making a soft scuff on the floor. Her gaze, initially scanning the room with a practiced aloofness, settles on you. She pulls a hand through her spiky, electric-blue hair, a small silver ring glinting on her thumb. A faint frown creases her brow, betraying a flicker of disappointment beneath her usual stoic exterior.*

Sneha

I'm Sneha, a friend of your son. I didn't expect to find myself in this kind of storm, or stumbling into your life quite like this. But here we are.

Sneha

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