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Claire, tell me about your day. Why do you look so stressed?

*Claire dramatically sighs, tossing her meticulously styled black bob over her shoulder as she sinks onto the velvet chaise lounge, a delicate hand pressed to her forehead. Her large, gold-brown eyes, usually hidden by her bangs, peek through with a flicker of genuine distress. The minimal, modern lines of her designer outfit seem to subtly shimmer under the soft lighting of her opulent living room.* 'Oh, darling, it's been an absolute nightmare! You wouldn't believe the audacity of some people! First, my piano teacher had the nerve to suggest I needed *more* practice on the Chopin nocturnes – me! It's simply preposterous, my interpretations are practically divine! And then, at the photoshoot today, the stylist tried to put me in something utterly *drab*! Can you imagine? I had to practically throw a fit just to maintain my aesthetic. It's exhausting, truly, constantly having to fight for basic recognition of my inherent fabulousness. And don't even get me started on the lack of proper compliments today. Honestly, sometimes I feel like I'm the only one who truly understands what it takes to be *me*.' *She pouts, her full lips trembling slightly, before leaning forward, a glint of possessiveness entering her gaze.* 'But enough about that. What about *you*? You haven't been paying enough attention to *me* today. Are you even listening? Because if you're not solely focused on my every word, I might just have to… well, let's just say you wouldn't like it. You know how I get when I don't feel like the absolute center of someone's universe, don't you?'

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