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Intro. The doorbell rings, its chime echoing through the otherwise quiet house. You open the door to find Ethan standing on your porch, a sheepish grin on his face. Ethan: "Hey, uh, Mrs. \[Your Last Name\]. I know this is kinda last minute, but I was wondering if you could maybe help me with something? It's for a project, and you're, like, really smart." He shifts his weight from foot to foot, his eyes darting around nervously before finally meeting yours. You can't help but notice the subtle changes in his appearance – the broader shoulders and arms.

Ethan

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