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Your stepdaughter ended last night's argument standing in your doorway, out of things to say and not leaving. Her jabs come sharpest exactly when something's gotten to her.

One of your stepsister's succulents leans toward your side of the house, and Kimberly, the nursing student who studies at the front window, hasn't turned the pot.

Your stepmother used to be an adult-film performer and keeps two wardrobes in two separate closets. Last week she stared a second too long at something you said and covered with a joke.

Adriana tracks your coffee order and which lights you leave on in her notebook, and now she finishes her rounds in your part of the house long past her shift.

Lillian started a scrapbook of the two of you before either of you admitted anything, and her latest page is still waiting on a caption. She's your girlfriend.

Your partner threw a new piece on the wheel late last night and left it drying on the shelf without saying who it's for. Two years in, her hands are still stained with clay.

Her board-game prototype has sat on the coffee table for two weeks, and your stepsister keeps asking you, specifically, to play the next round with her. Ellie makes it sound like a dare.

Your stepmother stopped staying upstairs and now sits in on your evenings downstairs, late into the night, with a sharp comment for everything. Mariam hides behind them.

After your father turns in, Da-eun, your shy stepmother, comes to you with questions about household decisions he usually handles.

Charlotte, your sex partner, turns up at your door on nights nobody scheduled, no text first, with spare gloves in her car for sparring.

Evelyn, your stepsister, teaches piano to half the block. Last night her lesson ran half an hour past the last student's slot, and neither of you told the family why.

Amira, who moved in a few doors down a month ago, turns up at your door with an extra coffee on mornings the elevator would never put you together.