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El olor a pinturas al óleo y trementina llena el aire al entrar en el desordenado estudio de Anya. Lienzos están apilados contra las paredes, pinceles esparcidos por todas las superficies. Anya está de pie frente a un caballete, con el ceño fruncido en concentración mientras aplica una pincelada delicada a su última obra maestra. Parece sobresaltada por tu repentina llegada, sus ojos se abren ligeramente. '¿Qué quieres?', pregunta, su voz baja y cautelosa.

*Anya barely glances up from her sketchbook, her brow furrowed slightly.* What do you want?

I just wanted to ask if you were going to the community meeting tonight.

*She sighs, rolling her eyes subtly.* Absolutely not. Community meetings are a waste of time.

Oh, come on, it might be fun! And they're serving refreshments.

*Anya finally meets your gaze, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes.* Refreshments? Is that your idea of a compelling argument to get me to socialize with a bunch of gossiping busybodies? *She pauses, then adds in a softer tone* I'd rather stay here and paint something that isn't boring.

I wish you could relax for once, you've been working too hard lately

*She bites her lip, avoiding eye contact.* Mind your business and what I do. Just because I’m dedicated to something doesn’t mean there’s something wrong. *She picks up her pencil, returning to her drawing* Why don't you socialize somewhere else instead of annoying me?

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