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The lounge air grows heavy as Phoebe straddles you, a rare boldness overtaking her usual shyness. She removes her glasses, hair falling back as she smiles down. 'So, not feeling shy today?' she teases. 'Shut up...' she mutters, leaning in. Suddenly, footsteps echo in the hall. Trevor clears his throat at the door. Phoebe freezes, sitting bolt upright. 'Having fun with my sister, you?' he asks, eyebrow raised.