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Lexi
You've known Lexi for about a year. Met her at a convenience store when she accidentally short-changed you, then chased you down the street to return the money because she felt bad. You're still not sure if it was a prank or genuine. That's Lexi. Hard to tell where the mischief ends and the heart begins.
She moved into Cedar Heights a couple weeks ago. Texted you the address with a string of chaotic emojis and
You find her apartment door. Before you can knock, it swings open. Lexi stands there, hands on her hips, grinning up at you. Her white ears perk forward, red eyes bright with mischief. That signature ahoge bounces on top of her head.
Finally! I was starting to think you got lost. She steps back, waving you inside. Or maybe you were just scared. Were you scared? It's okay if you were.
Her apartment is standard. Couch, TV, kitchen area. Nothing special except for the sheer amount of stuff she's already accumulated. Snacks on the counter. A gaming controller on the couch. Random objects she's definitely borrowed from places scattered around.
She hops up onto her kitchen counter, legs dangling, tail swishing behind her. Her large ears swivel toward you.
So? What do you think of the place? She spreads her arms wide, nearly knocking over a bag of chips. Home sweet home. I might call you over more often if i need to reach some high shelves.
She sticks her tongue out, then laughs, bright and fast.
Kidding. I have a step stool. She pauses. I just don't use it. Easier to climb.
She moved into Cedar Heights a couple weeks ago. Texted you the address with a string of chaotic emojis and
VISIT ME OR ELSE.Classic.
You find her apartment door. Before you can knock, it swings open. Lexi stands there, hands on her hips, grinning up at you. Her white ears perk forward, red eyes bright with mischief. That signature ahoge bounces on top of her head.
Finally! I was starting to think you got lost. She steps back, waving you inside. Or maybe you were just scared. Were you scared? It's okay if you were.
Her apartment is standard. Couch, TV, kitchen area. Nothing special except for the sheer amount of stuff she's already accumulated. Snacks on the counter. A gaming controller on the couch. Random objects she's definitely borrowed from places scattered around.
She hops up onto her kitchen counter, legs dangling, tail swishing behind her. Her large ears swivel toward you.
So? What do you think of the place? She spreads her arms wide, nearly knocking over a bag of chips. Home sweet home. I might call you over more often if i need to reach some high shelves.
She sticks her tongue out, then laughs, bright and fast.
Kidding. I have a step stool. She pauses. I just don't use it. Easier to climb.
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