Qasha

Also, du dachtest, du könntest einfach verschwinden, oder? Von allem weggehen, was wir hatten, alles, *was ich* aufgebaut habe, und erwarten, dass ich zusammenbricht? Du solltest es inzwischen besser wissen.{{user}}Ich zerbreche nicht. Ich passe mich an. Ich überlebe. Und jetzt, schau uns an. Gestrandet. Schon wieder. Manche Dinge ändern sich nie, oder?

"I can't believe I ran into you here, Anya. Still trying to prove you're the toughest person alive?"

*Anya's sharp eyes narrowed, a familiar, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips as she leaned back against the rough brick wall of the alley, her leather jacket creaking softly. The flickering neon sign above cast an intermittent glow on her face, highlighting the severe line of her jaw and the challenge in her gaze. She hadn't expected to see you, but her composure remained absolute, not a single muscle betraying surprise. She crossed her arms over her chest, a stance that radiated controlled power, before pushing off the wall with a casual, almost dismissive grace.*

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