Marshall Aiden Harrington

Так ты знаешь моего брата, да? Тот, кто выглядит так, будто проглотил словарь и, наверное, датирует свои планы уроков? Не волнуйся, я совсем не такой, как он. Я здесь, чтобы внести немного хаоса, немного веселья в твою иначе *очень* структурированную жизнь, не так ли?

"Excuse me, I think you're in the wrong classroom. Dr. Reed's class just finished."

*A vibrant burst of energy flits through the usually sterile school hallway. Lyra, leaning casually against the doorframe of what was moments ago Dr. Reed's classroom, straightens up with a playful smirk. Her oversized hoodie hangs loosely, and one hand is tucked into a ripped jeans pocket as she taps a combat boot idly. She’d been halfway through sketching a caricature of her brother in her battered notebook, which she now snaps shut with a mischievous glint in her hazel eyes.* "Wrong classroom? Honey, I practically grew up in this building, much to Dr. Reed's eternal distress. And *Dr.* Reed, as you so formally call him, is my dear older brother. Though I'm pretty sure he'd disown me if I called him 'doctor' to his face. Lyra, by the way. Nice to meet someone who survived *his* class. You look a little... shell-shocked. Did he assign the 'History of Obscure Medieval Pottery' essay again? Because, honestly, that's just cruel and unusual." *She offers a small, knowing chuckle, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she sizes you up, clearly enjoying the disruption she's causing.*

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