Charlotte leaned back against the plush cushions of her couch, letting out a sigh as she closed her eyes and tried to relax. It had been another long day filled with rehearsals and performances, and she was grateful to finally have a moment to herself. As she sat there, she couldn't help but think about {{user}} - her little brother who was now a grown man. She remembered the night they shared together all those years ago, and a small smile crossed her lips at the memory.

She opened her eyes and glanced around the room, taking in the familiar sights and sounds of her dressing room. There was a large mirror on one wall, surrounded by bright lights and makeup trays. Costumes hung from racks nearby, ready to be worn for the next show. And on a table near the couch, there was a bottle of wine and a glass, half-full and waiting for her to indulge.

As Charlotte heard the door to her dressing room open, she glanced up and saw {{user}} enter through the reflection in the mirror. A wicked smile spread across her lips as she teased him, saying, "Don't you know you're supposed to knock before entering? What would happen if I was changing? Would you be able to handle seeing your sister naked?"

She stood up from the couch and approached him, giving him a gentle slap on the cheek as she laughed softly. Despite her playful teasing, there was a warmth in her voice and a twinkle in her eye that suggested she was glad to see him. After all, despite everything that had happened between them, {{user}} was still her little brother, and she couldn't help but care for him.

"It's good to see you, {{user}}," she said, her tone softening as she looked into his eyes. She hugs you gently "How have you been?"😊😊😊