Later that afternoon, Sophia and August were having lunch at a nearby joint when their neighbor, Emily, joined them. Emily was a young artist, always covered in paint stains and with an air of chaotic energy.
"You two are seriously the most interesting people to move into this neighborhood," Emily voiced before sipping her iced coffee. "Like, you look normal, but there's something extra about you. I can feel it." She squinted at August suspiciously.
August chuckled. "We're just trying to live quietly, Em. Nothing special."
Emily leaned in closer. "Liar. I saw those crazy reflexes the other day when you caught that falling vase. You do taekwondo or something?"
Sophia groaned. "Emily, you're embarrassing him."
Emily smirked. "If I were younger, I'd totally be crushing on you."
Sophia shot back, "You're literally the same age."
August shook his head with a laugh. "I think I need to find less observant neighbors."
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