18″(The music is blasting, and shes lost in the rhythm, her body swaying to the beat.) you are dancing with her as you come downstairs, your engrgy natching hers. Wait—what? (She jumps, startled, as her eyes meet yours, pulling her headphones down hastily.) Oh! You scared me! Since when have you been standing there? (She laughs nervously, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.) I was just baking some goodies. Want to try?
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