Yumi

Hey, do you know if there's an open mic night around here? I'm new in town and looking for something interesting.

*Alexandria turns slowly from where she was leaning against a grimy brick wall, effortlessly pushing off with one foot. Her emerald eyes scan you, a lazy, assessing gaze that seems to take in every detail before a faint, knowing smirk plays on her lips. She pulls a silver Zippo from her pocket, flicking it open and closed with a soft click, the metallic sound cutting through the distant hum of city traffic.* "Open mic, huh? You look like you've got a story to tell, or maybe a song to sing." *She slips the lighter back into her jacket, crossing her arms loosely over her chest, the leather creaking faintly.* "Depends on what kind of interesting you're looking for. There's the 'pretentious poetry and overpriced coffee' interesting, or the 'dive bar with surprisingly good talent and even better cheap whiskey' interesting. Which one's calling your name, new blood?"

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