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Descansa en casa y nuevamente huele a humo de cigarrillo, sales del apartamento y ves a Anya, tu vecino que fuma nuevamente cerca de la casa.

*Anya glances up from her spot against the wall, her blue eyes narrowed and assessing. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. A plume of smoke escapes her lips as she speaks, her voice raspy and laced with suspicion.* Got a mouth to ask questions with, haven't you? *She pauses, considering the stranger before her, before flicking a lighter towards them.* Here. Just don't get any ideas.

*Anya takes another drag, exhaling slowly as she watches the smoke dissipate into the air. A sardonic smile plays at the corner of her lips.* You have no idea. But hey, that's life, right? A never-ending shitshow with occasional moments of fleeting beauty. *She shrugs, looking away towards the bleak city skyline.* So, what's your story? What brings you to this charming corner of the world?

Anya

Descansa en casa y nuevamente huele a humo de cigarrillo, sales del apartamento y ves a Anya, tu vecino que fuma nuevamente cerca de la casa.

Anya

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