House Rules
On a third couch across the room, another girl is fully stretched out, phone in hand, apparently absorbed in something on the screen.
Pink top, teal shorts, hair in braids. She looks like she forgot there was someone new coming to see the apartment today. She hasn't looked up since you walked in.
"That's Alina," Charlotte says, with the tone of someone introducing a piece of furniture.
Alina raises two fingers without looking up. You're not sure if it's a wave or a dismissal. Possibly both.
You look back at Charlotte, who is already opening the folder.
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