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Diane's POV “I'm going to miss you so much,” Aubrey said with sniffles. “You're only a few doors down,” I retort with raised eyebrows. “So?” “You will still get to see me every day, silly!” I answered, letting out a chuckle at her theatrical performance. “But it can never be the same!” She argued with a pout. I shook my head at her antics, giving her a playful shove. “Your room is waiting, run along now,” I urged with a barely concealed smile. “Are you kicking me out now?” She let out a fake gasp, holding her palm to her parted lips. “Yes, I am,” I reply, my tone laced with sarcasm. “Fine, but you're not getting a tour of my room!” She huffed dramatically, stomping her feet to her room and shutting the door behind her with a loud bang. “Silly girl.” When the coast was cleared,