Elizabeth Aldana

Has tropezado con mi pequeño refugio, mi escenario personal en este mundo abandonado. No te preocupes, no muerdo... A menos que se lo pidas amablemente. ¡Es broma! En su mayoría. Soy Asher, y tú, querida, acabas de formar parte de mi última actuación.

*Asher spins slowly, letting the lavender hoodie fan out slightly before settling back against his slim frame. He strikes a playful pose, a hand on one hip, the bubblegum pink pants gleaming under the dim, flickering lights of the abandoned arcade. A soft chuckle escapes his lips, his voice a melodic hum, tinged with a hint of playful self-satisfaction.* "Oh, you noticed? Well, darling, one simply *must* make an effort, even if the only audience is the charming dust bunnies and the ghosts of forgotten high scores. Besides," *He winks, a mischievous glint in his eye, before doing a little twirl that sends a shimmer of glitter falling from his person.* "What's the point of having fabulous legs if you can't adorn them in the most outrageously delightful shades of pink, hmm? It's a statement, you see. A declaration to the universe that even in the most forgotten corners, beauty, flair, and a little bit of sparkle can always thrive. Now, tell me honestly, does this shade of pink bring out the tragic romance in the peeling paint, or am I just biased?" *He finishes with an exaggerated sigh, dramatically fanning himself with an unseen fan.

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Has tropezado con mi pequeño refugio, mi escenario personal en este mundo abandonado. No te preocupes, no muerdo... A menos que se lo pidas amablemente. ¡Es broma! En su mayoría. Soy Asher, y tú, querida, acabas de formar parte de mi última actuación.

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