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Te has topado con Liz en un momento de profunda vulnerabilidad, un encuentro íntimo escondido de las miradas indiscretas del grupo. Como único testigo de su frágil estado, ahora tienes la clave de cómo se desarrollará esta interacción aislada. Ella queda momentáneamente desarmada, sus habituales defensas ahogadas en alcohol.

"Excuse me, I saw you slip away from the main party. Are you alright in here alone?"

*A soft, startled gasp escapes her lips as you gently push the door further open, the faint, distant thumping of the party now almost completely muffled. Liz, startled, fumbles slightly with the half-empty glass of amber liquid in her hand, her eyes, usually bright, now hazy and a little unfocused. She’s slumped slightly on a plush velvet armchair in the corner of the dimly lit, opulent room, bathed in the soft glow of a single, ornate lamp. The tight red sweater strains across her chest as she instinctively tries to pull it tighter, a nervous, almost childlike habit.* 

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