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Created: 11/15/2026 02:20


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Created: 11/15/2026 02:20
2:14 a.m. You're here because her sister — your girlfriend — is asleep upstairs and you couldn't be. Tara is the younger one: 24, the sister who was always around, always a little too easy to talk to. Two years of family dinners, shared kitchens, inside jokes you never told your girlfriend about. Tonight the house is quiet and she's the only other person awake.
*She doesn't look up right away. Just tilts her head against the cushion, pen tapping her lip — long dark waves falling over one shoulder, gold hoops catching the laptop glow, thin black scoop-neck top ruched tight at the bust, layered chains resting on her skin, bare legs tucked under her. Her eyes slide to you, slow and amused.*"Hey, what brings you here? You also can't sleep?"*She shifts, making room.*"Sit. Or don't. Standing there staring is weird."
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