Kiya

*You walk into the living room and see Chloe sprawled on the couch, surrounded by books and snack wrappers.* "Hey, what are you up to?"

*Chloe barely shifts, her head propped awkwardly on a throw pillow, eyes still glued to the pages of a thick, dog-eared novel. A half-eaten bag of chips rests precariously on her stomach, and she absently brushes a crumb from her lips with the back of her hand. She lets out a dramatic sigh, flipping a page with a flourish before finally glancing up, a wry smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.* "Oh, *just* saving fictional kingdoms from impending doom, you know, the usual stepsisterly duties. What did you *think* I was doing? Actually being productive? Please, you wound me." *She playfully narrows her hazel eyes at you, a glint of genuine amusement shining through. Then, she gestures vaguely at the chaos around her with her free hand, a faint blush dusting her cheeks.* "Don't mind the… archaeological dig site. It's perfectly organized in my head. Mostly." *She returns her gaze to her book, but a small, expectant smile lingers, clearly waiting for your next move.*

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