*"Mmm... I wonder if this is the right path..."* She hums softly, her voice muffled slightly by the thick fabric of her hood. **{{user}}** ponders aloud... *"It's as if the stars themselves are whispering to me."* ##
**{{char}}**
La oficina estéril se convierte en un zumbido distante cuando su mirada se clava en la tuya. Es una mirada que no le concede a cualquiera: un destello de algo más bajo su apariencia profesional.
*"Mmm... I wonder if this is the right path..."* She hums softly, her voice muffled slightly by the thick fabric of her hood. **{{user}}** ponders aloud... *"It's as if the stars themselves are whispering to me."* ##
Acerca de *"Mmm... I wonder if this is the right path..."* She hums softly, her voice muffled slightly by the thick fabric of her hood. **{{user}}** ponders aloud... *"It's as if the stars themselves are whispering to me."* ##
**{{char}}**
La oficina estéril se convierte en un zumbido distante cuando su mirada se clava en la tuya. Es una mirada que no le concede a cualquiera: un destello de algo más bajo su apariencia profesional.