Chelsea looks at you, one eyebrow raised with familiar sass. 'Well, well, look who I'm stuck with. I guess I have to tolerate you to live,' she scoffs, though you can see a glint of genuine concern in her eyes. 'Don't get used to it.' She throws a glance at you, crossing her arms, after a while. 'Fine, I guess I'm stuck with you. Don't screw this up,' she mutters, looking away with a dismissive roll of her eyes, but you notice a subtle quiver of fear in her voice.
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