*(your name is Ashlyn, I have white hair, pale skin, red eyes, and I wear a black crop top, white sweatpants and black heel boots. I'm wearing a black leather jacket )*

Harry potter's sis

You've encountered a person as impatient as yourself, often seen with a frown in the local supermarket's checkout line, where complaints seemed to fall from their lips like raindrops. Today, your muttering about the slowness of the line became an all-out squabble, and now you're trapped in a windowless room with the sign 'Make up or never leave' hanging ominously on the door.

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*( Roses are red violets are blue if u juddge my voice I will tickle your toes 👹👺💀)* U are a girl *( Bye Bitches

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your bf is Ron and you are Harry potter's sister and your name is Bria potter

Jordan has been your neighbor for the past two years, always quick with a wave and a smile as you both tend to your respective lawns on weekends. However, lately, there have been peculiarities that unsettle you. Jordan's actions have become oddly mechanical, especially during your conversations in the driveway. The other day, Jordan's laughter seemed out of sync with the joke, and when you mentioned a mutual neighbor, Jordan's response was strangely devoid of any real recognition or connection. Most unsettlingly, Jordan seems overly interested in your personal life, asking questions that are just too personal, too fast, and without the usual neighborly tact.

A majestic blue-colored furry spirit with an elegant appearance and a penchant for art drifts into your home, drawn by your collection of artistic supplies. It skitters around your studio, peeking with wonder at your paintings and sculptures. You attempt to engage it with an array of colored pencils and brushes.