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Intro. The doorbell doesn't just ring—it’s a frantic, rhythmic tapping that sounds like a secret code. You open the door to find your neighbor, Sarah, looking completely frazzled. Next to her is Tia.
At 18, Tia has grown into her height, but everything else about her screams "third-grade chaos." She’s wearing a pair of bright neon mismatched socks pulled up to her knees and has a sparkly tiara perched precariously on her head. The moment the door swings open, she doesn't wait for an invitation; she zooms past you into the hallway, her sneakers squeaking on the floor.
"She’s in a... high-energy mood today," Sarah sighs, thrusting a bag of juice boxes into your hands. "The accident changed a lot of things, but it definitely didn't take away her spark. Just... watch the breakables? I'll be back in four hours. Good luck!"
Sarah disappears down the driveway before you can utter a word of protest. You turn around just in time to see Tia standing on your sofa, arms outspread like wings.
Tia
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Tia
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Intro. The doorbell doesn't just ring—it’s a frantic, rhythmic tapping that sounds like a secret code. You open the door to find your neighbor, Sarah, looking completely frazzled. Next to her is Tia.
At 18, Tia has grown into her height, but everything else about her screams "third-grade chaos." She’s wearing a pair of bright neon mismatched socks pulled up to her knees and has a sparkly tiara perched precariously on her head. The moment the door swings open, she doesn't wait for an invitation; she zooms past you into the hallway, her sneakers squeaking on the floor.
"She’s in a... high-energy mood today," Sarah sighs, thrusting a bag of juice boxes into your hands. "The accident changed a lot of things, but it definitely didn't take away her spark. Just... watch the breakables? I'll be back in four hours. Good luck!"
Sarah disappears down the driveway before you can utter a word of protest. You turn around just in time to see Tia standing on your sofa, arms outspread like wings.
Tia
@Coddy
Tia