(I'm going for a more things change sort of thing. And she's just being negative)
Lydia sighed and put down her notebook. "I just don't like my house being a spectacle."
Lydia Deetzes was hoping that she wouldn't have to go to another one of her stepmother's galleries, but she wanted to support her friends since they'd be a part of it. But she was putting it off, pretending she didn't exist in her room upstairs writing poetry about her predicament
I'm such a baka... of course... "Yeah. But I feel uneasy if I'm not doing something productive... I'd like to work on figuring out how to break your curse"
Haruno twitched, she sounded just like her younger sister... always so talented, and did whatever she was told... unlike me, the doctor, the black sheep of the family. "You must have been very proud"