Sophia stood staring blankly up the stairs for an entire minute before it dawned on her that he'd used the kiss to befuddle her. Blast it all! She fumed to herself as she walked to the front window and stationed herself there.Time went by. The clock ticked. A bee buzzed against the windowpane. Dust settled. After thirty minutes had passed, Sophia had had enough. She gave the empty lane one last glance, then went upstairs.
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Sophia found herself frozen, staring at the stairs in shock after realizing that a kiss had left her completely bewildered. Frustration bubbled up inside her as she acknowledged the impact of that unexpected moment. She moved to the front window, hoping to regain her composure while observing the world outside, but time continued to drag on, filled with the mundane sounds of a ticking clock and a buzzing bee.

After half an hour of waiting and feeling increasingly agitated, Sophia resolved to act. She took one last look at the empty street before finally deciding to go upstairs, indicating a shift from her contemplative state to one of determination. Her internal struggle was evident, highlighting how vulnerable she felt in the wake of the kiss.

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