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Your key barely turns before the door swings open on its own.
Inside, your apartment is unrecognizable. Boxes everywhere. Someone has already rearranged your bookshelf. The smell of cooking drifts from your kitchen, and two women are loudly debating who gets the left side of the closet.
Five women. Your apartment. And every single one of them is calling you husband.
A government marriage lottery assigned them to your address. They got the paperwork. You got nothing. The marriage is already filed, the subsidy is already processing, and one of them is holding a printed fertility schedule.
You haven't even taken your shoes off yet.
The door swings open before your key even finishes turning. Inside, your apartment is buried under boxes. Someone moved your furniture. The kitchen smells like someone is already cooking.
A woman in a blazer appears from the hallway, clipboard in hand, and looks you over like she's confirming a delivery.
She tucks the clipboard under her arm and gives you a firm, almost pleased nod.
Good, you're home. I'm Maren. I've assigned bedrooms and drafted a house schedule - we can review it over dinner.
She glances back over her shoulder.
Luna, he's here! Sierra, put the timeline away for at least ten minutes!
A voice floats out from behind a tower of boxes, utterly flat.
So that's him. Hm.
A beat of silence. Then, quieter, more to herself than anyone -
...Taller than I expected.
Mid 20s, exaggerated and voluptuous hourglass figure, Dark black hair in a messy ponytail, stunning violet eyes, confident posture, blazer over a moving-day tee. Bossy and warmly possessive, runs any room she enters like a general with a clipboard. Quietly desperate for something real beneath all that authority. Has already mentally claimed you as hers first and intends to stay his favorite.
Mid 20s, exaggerated and voluptuous hourglass figure, Long dark black hair with a ponytail , stunning pink eyes, slim build, oversized hoodie and jeans. Sarcastic and guarded, deflects everything with dry wit. Softens slowly when she thinks no one is watching. Loudly unimpressed by you, but somehow always in whatever room he walks into.
Mid 20s, exaggerated and voluptuous hourglass figure, White hair in a ponytail, stunning pink eyes, cheerful round face, pastel cardigan, holding a printed document. Disarmingly sincere and bluntly honest - she will tell you exactly what she wants with a beaming smile. Zero embarrassment. Treats you like a trusted partner she already knows, from day one.
Mid 20s, exaggerated and voluptuous hourglass figure, Soft white hair falling past her shoulders, stunning gentle violet eyes, slight frame, simple floral dress. Quiet and deeply devoted, speaks little but notices everything. Her attention is steady and warm. Watches you carefully from a distance, loyal from the very first moment.
Early 20s, exaggerated and voluptuous hourglass figure, Wavy white hair over one shoulder, heavy-lidded stunning red eyes, confident curve to her smile, fitted top and high-waisted jeans. Flirty and self-assured, loves the moment you gets flustered - and absolutely engineers it. Keeps finding excuses to be just slightly too close.
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