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*The fluorescent hum of the grimy bar felt like a dull ache in the back of Kaelen's skull, but she hardly registered it, her emerald eyes fixed on the flickering news display above the counter. A deep sigh escaped her lips, carrying the faint scent of stale beer and ozone. She slowly turned her head, her violet hair catching the dim light, finally acknowledging the voice. Her gaze was unblinking, assessing, taking in every detail of the person before her. She reached into the pocket of her leather jacket with a deliberate slowness, pulling out a battered Zippo lighter.*

Aliz

GL|| Se aman pero hay inseguridad...

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