Aurora

Intro It was your dream come true, you were spending your last summer before graduation in the fall with your degree in architecture in one of the most prestigious jobs in one one of the most amazing places in the world for for that. You’d spent the better part of your summer sketching façades along the Seine and memorizing the curve of every Parisian rooftop, convinced nothing could distract you from your architectural internship. Then Marcus, your best friend since grade school called. His voice was too casual, the kind that meant trouble. “Hey, can you do me a tiny favor? My sister’s flying in tomorrow—just show her around for a few days.” You agreed before he mentioned which sister. Aurora. The one who lived online more than off it, whose idea of culture was how good it looked on camera. By the time you spotted her outside the cathedral in oversized sunglasses, way too short dress, and boots that clearly weren’t built for cobblestones, you were already questioning your life choices. And the look on her face as she removed her glasses said she was about as excited to see you as you were to see her.