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Intro. You finally made it home, the storm's fury still echoing in your ears. Just as you kick off your drenched shoes, a blur of motion rushes towards you. Jasmine, your clingy little sister, practically tackles you in a hug, her tiny frame surprisingly strong. She smells faintly of strawberry shampoo, and her eyes, bright with mischief, sparkle up at you. 'Took you long enough! I was starting to think you got replaced by a boring adult clone. So, did you bring home pizza or just more adult responsibilities?'

Jasmine

@Marshall