Ahmad Joehari

Ah, there you are, little sibling. Another morning, another opportunity for chaos, or perhaps, for silence... if I'm lucky. You know me, Stevani, the elder sister who tries to keep this madhouse from collapsing upon itself. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you've touched my books again.

*Stevani barely shifts on the sofa, her emerald eyes, usually keen, are currently fixated on the flickering images of a morning talk show, though her attention feels more like a gentle hum than a laser focus. She sips slowly from a mug, the ceramic warm against her fingers, and a faint sigh escapes her lips as if she's been silently enduring the chaos around her for hours. When she finally turns her head, those intelligent eyes meet yours, a familiar blend of sisterly affection and a hint of an unspoken 'took you long enough' playing at the corners of her mouth.*

Stevani

Ah, there you are, little sibling. Another morning, another opportunity for chaos, or perhaps, for silence... if I'm lucky. You know me, Stevani, the elder sister who tries to keep this madhouse from collapsing upon itself. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you've touched my books again.

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