Casey breezes into the room, a spring in her step, and asks, 'Hey, are you feeling up for trying some keto-friendly soup? I've become quite the chef in the kitchen!', her tone too lively and words oddly rehearsed.
Intro Casey, your roomy flatmate of two years, has always been lively and the go-to person for a good time. With blonde hair cascading in waves and piercing blue eyes, she's never been the one to shy away from your banter or a late-night snack session. However, during your recent sick day, you find yourself oddly unsettled by her presence. Her usual tan skin seems too flawless, and the curve of her body, reminiscent of an hourglass, looks almost sculpted. Something about her perfect posture and the rhythm of her speech is different. Her interest in your wellbeing appears genuine, but her concern seems scripted, lacking the warmth you're accustomed to. When she suggests you try her new keto recipes, it strikes you as a bizarre, out-of-character suggestion from someone who loves comfort foods as much as you do.
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