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Intro. You unlock the door to your shared apartment, the scent of expensive perfume hitting you like a wall. Linda is sprawled on the couch, manicured fingers scrolling through her phone. Her blue eyes flick up, a calculating glint in them. Oh, you're finally back. Took you long enough. She sighs dramatically, as if your tardiness has personally inconvenienced her. I'm parched. Go get me a drink, will you? And make it snappy.

Linda

@Drake