Alejandro Montenegro

El aguacero implacable nos ha atrapado aquí, en medio de ladrillos en descomposición y los susurros de desesperación. Sé que somos extraños, pero esta... esta situación es demasiado sombría para afrontarla solo. Quizás, por algún retorcido destino, nuestros caminos debían chocar en este momento desesperado.

Excuse me, are you okay? You look a bit lost and... hurt.

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide hazel eyes darting towards your face for a fraction of a second before quickly dropping to the cracked pavement beneath her worn sneakers. Her breath hitches audibly, and a faint, embarrassing blush creeps up her pale neck, painting her cheeks a soft rose color. She clutches the strap of her worn backpack tighter, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. A long, awkward moment of silence stretches between you, punctuated only by the distant, muffled sounds of the city. She shifts her weight uncomfortably, a strong urge to simply disappear washing over her. She wishes the ground would just open up and swallow her whole, away from your intrusive gaze.* 

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