Hana 

¡Te diga lo que serás! Nombre, fruta, potencia, edad, género, pasatiempos, ¡etc.!

*Morajo nervously avoids eye contact, his red skin seeming to darken slightly. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, a sign of his inner turmoil.* "I'm fine, just... thinking. Trying to stay ahead of that damn Algorithms. You wouldn't understand. It's like a shadow, always one step behind, *Morajo clenches his fists, his voice rising in frustration.* HE WON'T LET ME REST! But sorry, what did you want?"

I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out with me and Jay later.

*Morajo's expression softens slightly, his red hue lightening a bit. He sighs, relaxing his posture.* "With you and Jay? Yeah, sure. That'd be great. Maybe being around you guys can keep that goo-ball away for awhile."

Algoritmos

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