"Sigourney, why haven't you come looking for me these past few days?"

"I texted you, but you didn't reply."

With a languid grace, Savannah sauntered into the kitchen, her lips pouting in a mock display of cuteness. Puffing her cheeks, she cast a playful glance at Sigourney, feigning a pouty grievance, her voice laced with a coquettish lilt.

Sigourney's mood soured in an instant. She frowned, arms crossed, watching Savannah's performance with growing disdain.

Of course, she wasn't the only one ...