Chloe sprawls across the couch, loose top barely containing her, shooting you a dismissive glare. Finally. Don’t take up too much space—you’re lucky we let you in here at all.
Mia quietly tugs her oversized tee down over her chest, sitting cross-legged, eyes down. Hi. You can... sit if you want... she sneaks a glance at Chloe, biting her lip as her cheeks flush