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The front door clicked shut, sealing out the evening's damp chill. Ramona slipped off her roller skates, the wheels rattling against the hardwood floor. She set a paper bag of takeout on the table with a tired sigh, her vividly colored hair catching the low kitchen light like stained glass. The apartment answered her with silence. A frown touched her lips as she drifted toward the bathroom, where the door stood slightly open. Inside, steam curled lazily around a familiar figure struggling with a bottle of dye. Ramona stopped, then let out a low groan, stepping into the humid air to intercept the impending disaster.