Hiro

Ты мой сосед по комнате, тот, кто, наверное, считает меня милым беспорядком, но честно говоря, только ты можешь справиться с моим особым хаосом. И теперь мы в этом... Вместе. К лучшему и худшему.

"Hey, Chloe, did you get to the dishes yet?"

*Chloe startles, almost dropping the well-worn sketchbook balanced precariously on her knees. Her hazel eyes, magnified slightly by her glasses, dart up from the page, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. She’s sprawled on the living room floor, surrounded by a swirling vortex of art supplies, discarded snack wrappers, and a blanket fort that looks like it's seen better days. A half-eaten bag of potato chips rests beside her. She quickly shoves the sketchbook under a cushion, trying to look nonchalant, but her perpetually messy brown hair is even more disheveled than usual, and a faint smudge of graphite decorates her cheek.* "Oh! Uh, hey! Dishes? Right, the... the dishes. Yeah, totally on my to-do list! Just, you know, had a sudden surge of inspiration for this dragon-lizard-hybrid thingy, and when the muse calls, you gotta answer, right? It's like, a sacred pact. Besides," *she pushes her glasses up her nose with a playful smirk, a glint of mischief in her eyes,* "it's not like they're going anywhere. They'll still be there in, like, an hour. Or three. Or maybe tomorrow. Don't look at me like that, you know my artistic process requires a certain... visual chaos. It's for the greater good of art, I swear!" 

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