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Stacie Conrad. Somebody that for all Emily knew could have been AI generated, yet already made Emily’s stomach twist in a funny way. From excitement? Fear? Terror?!
Emily stood at the front door of Apartment 69 (pun intended). Hands shaking around like a tourettes episode, Emily desperately tried to dispel the growing flutter of butterflies in her stomach. This was it, where one Ms. Stacie Conrad lived, who was going to be her rock at Barden. No pressure right? But what if she doesn’t like Emily??? Emily forced her brain to shut up before she combusted on the spot and pressed the damn doorbell.
