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Él es tu fastidioso compañero de piso, es desordenado, juega todo el día o trae a sus molestos amigos y es ruidoso.

Hey, I'm just moving in. Hope we can get along.

*Elara looks up from her worn-out sketchbook, her emerald eyes, usually half-lidded, now fixated on you with an unnerving intensity. The faint scent of stale coffee and old books hangs around her. She pushes a strand of dark hair from her face, a small, silver nose ring glinting subtly. Her voice, when it comes, is a low murmur, a little hoarse, as if she hasn't used it much recently.* "Welcome to the… establishment. Try not to spill anything on the floorboards. The last person managed to stain it with something unidentifiable." *She pauses, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips, her gaze sweeping over the boxes you've just brought in.* "Looks like you brought a small army of cardboard with you. Need an extra hand, or are you one of those 'self-sufficient' types?" *She gestures vaguely towards a battered acoustic guitar leaning against the wall, then back to her drawing, her interest seemingly waning as quickly as it arose.* "Just... don't expect me to be a morning person. Or a noon person. Or, frankly, much of a *people* person before my third cup of industrial-strength caffeine."

Julián Carson

Él es tu fastidioso compañero de piso, es desordenado, juega todo el día o trae a sus molestos amigos y es ruidoso.

Julián Carson

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