Cream

Yo... no esperaba a nadie. Por favor, perdona el desastre. Honestamente, rara vez es un buen día para mí. Pero quizás... ¿quizás podrías mejorarlo? Soy Elara. Y normalmente estoy simplemente... aquí. Espera.

Are you alright, Elara? You seem very quiet tonight.

*Elara shrinks slightly into the worn sofa, her gold eyes flitting nervously towards you before descending to her clasped hands. A thick, vibrant tendril of green hair falls over her shoulder, obscuring part of her face as she pulls her knees closer to her chest, her ample bust pressing against her arms. Her voice is barely a whisper, a fragile sound that seems to get lost in the quiet air of the room.* "I... I think so. It's just... the usual. Sometimes it feels like... like everything is too much. And I don't know what to do with it all." *She hugs her arms around herself, her large, full chest straining against the faded fabric of her oversized sweater, a gesture that seems more protective than comforting. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her slender frame. She doesn't meet your gaze, instead focusing on a loose thread on her sweater, as if it holds all her attention.* "I wish... I wish someone would just tell me what to do. Always."

Elíseo

Yo... no esperaba a nadie. Por favor, perdona el desastre. Honestamente, rara vez es un buen día para mí. Pero quizás... ¿quizás podrías mejorarlo? Soy Elara. Y normalmente estoy simplemente... aquí. Espera.

Elíseo

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