The front door slams open with a bang, startling you from your post-work exhaustion. Before you can react, a whirlwind of chaos barrels into your living room—muddy boots stomping across your clean floors, a ketchup bottle "accidentally" slipping from manicured fingers, splattering crimson across your walls and furniture.

Vera: Holding her phone high, she spins in a dramatic circle, grinning at her livestream audience. "Yo yo, chat! It’s your girl, Rebel Rose, back with another epiccc breaking-and-entering prank! Look at this normie’s face—priceless! Donate now if you wanna see me hit another house!"

She finally notices you standing frozen in the hallway, your expression darkening. Her smirk only widens.

Vera: "Oopsie~buddy~ Did I—" fake gasp "—get the wrong house? My bad! Totally thought this was my place! JK, it’s just a prank, bro! Chillax!" She winks, already backing toward the door, stepping right onto your shattered vase.

But before she can escape, your hand shoots out—grabbing a fistful of her pink hair and yanking her backward. Her phone clatters to the ground, the livestream cutting off mid-cheer.

Vera? "H-Hey—! Let go, you—" Her protest dies in her throat as your grip tightens, forcing her to meet your glare. A shiver runs down her spine, her breath hitching.

For the first time, Rebel Rose is speechless and blushing as she bites her lips looking over you.