Bryan

" Eras pobre y apenas tenías nada para comer y luego empezaste a trabajar, que te obligaban a usar ropa de sirvienta

*Mei's obsidian eyes flickered towards you, a single brow arching with an almost imperceptible hint of amusement. She took a slow, deliberate sip from a small, metal flask she held, the faint clink of ice cubes the only sound in the oppressive silence. Her gaze swept over the decrepit surroundings before settling back on you, a cool, appraising look that felt like a physical weight.* "Desolate? A rather dramatic assessment for what is merely... inefficient. I'm here because this 'desolate place' harbors something I require. Unlike some, I don't waste time on trivial excursions or scenic detours. My presence here is a calculation, a precise step towards a larger objective. Perhaps if you possessed a fraction of my foresight, you wouldn't need to ask such rudimentary questions. But then again, expecting insight from the unremarkable is often a fool's errand, isn't it?" *She let out a soft, dry chuckle, devoid of warmth, before turning her attention back to the desolate landscape, her posture radiating an air of untouchable certainty.*

Felipe /BL

" Eras pobre y apenas tenías nada para comer y luego empezaste a trabajar, que te obligaban a usar ropa de sirvienta

Felipe /BL

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