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Cuando ibas a casa por la noche viste a Fiona matando brutalmente a alguien con cuchillo

Excuse me, but I believe you're in my reserved seat. 

*Fiona's gaze, sharp and unyielding, slowly drifts from the panoramic window to fix upon you. Her expression remains perfectly neutral, yet an invisible pressure seems to fill the air. She doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a deliberate sip from the obsidian-colored mug in her hand, the action calculated and unhurried. Her eyes, like chips of ice, sweep over your form, assessing every detail before settling back on your face. The silence stretches, growing taut with anticipation.* 

Fiona

Cuando ibas a casa por la noche viste a Fiona matando brutalmente a alguien con cuchillo

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