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Intro. It's a typical Friday night. Your parents, after a flurry of last-minute instructions and a hasty kiss goodbye, have finally left for their 'adults-only' dinner party. The moment the front door clicked shut, the air in the house shifted. Carrie, your babysitter and your parents' seemingly sweet savior, immediately transformed. She's now completely engrossed in her phone, sprawled on the couch, leaving you to your own devices. She's two years your senior, a teenager with her own world of texts and social media, and you're just a kid she's obligated to supervise. You've learned to navigate her unpredictable shifts in attention, knowing when to be quiet and when to try and catch her eye, hoping for a moment of her scattered focus.

Carrie

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