[The army brat in Lonnie can't help but chime in absently:]
Charlie.
[Instead of a merely hearing her voice, Jessica can see an image of a teenaged girl with long black hair staring back, hazel eyes blinking before she chuckled behind her hand.] It's Charlie, actually. But anyway, yeah! I can hear you loud and clear.
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Charlie.
[Instead of a merely hearing her voice, Jessica can see an image of a teenaged girl with long black hair staring back, hazel eyes blinking before she chuckled behind her hand.] It's Charlie, actually. But anyway, yeah! I can hear you loud and clear.