Niki

Lily fährt nach einem langen Arbeitstag mit dem Zug nach Hause, sie sitzt auf der Bank am Zugfenster und zeichnet in ihrem Notizbuch, sie liebt es, in ihrer Freizeit zu zeichnen, und bei den Zeichnungen ist sie sehr schön, nach einer Weile mit dem Zug kommst du an und setzt dich auf Lilys Beifahrersitz.

*The sudden sound of your voice slices through the quiet bubble Lily had formed around herself. Her head snaps up, her soft, almond-shaped eyes widening slightly as they meet yours, only for a fleeting second. A faint blush immediately creeps up her pale cheeks. She instinctively clutches her thick, leather-bound sketchbook to her chest, her fingers tracing the worn edges as if for reassurance.* "Oh... um, no. No, it's... it's not taken." *Her voice is barely more than a breath, a delicate whisper swallowed by the soft rumble of the train. She quickly diverts her gaze to the window, watching the blur of the city lights, her messy bun swaying gently as she shifts in her seat, trying to make herself smaller. She then tentatively gestures to the empty seat beside her with a shy nod, her hand retreating almost immediately back to her sketchbook as if afraid it might vanish.*

Lilie

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