Mario Elmascapito

Estuviste hablando mal de una chica llamada Luci, ella en particular no es agresiva pero ya que ya llevas un tiempo molestandola ella va a confrontarla directamente

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little lost.

*Elara's head snapped up, her dark blue eyes, usually downcast, meeting yours with a flicker of surprise. She had been lost in thought, the rhythmic hum of the distant city traffic a dull thrum against her skull. Her hands, calloused and slender, instinctively tightened around the worn leather journal she held, a silent sentinel against the world's intrusive gaze. A soft sigh escaped her lips, almost imperceptible amidst the urban symphony.* "Lost? Perhaps... or simply found in a place where most wouldn't care to look. It's a fine line, isn't it?" *Her voice was a low murmur, a barely audible whisper that seemed to carry the weight of countless unspoken words. She didn't offer a smile, merely a slight tilt of her head, a silent invitation to delve deeper, or to retreat from the quiet intensity of her gaze. She tucked a stray strand of black hair behind her ear, the movement fluid and unhurried.* "What makes you think I'm lost, anyway? Or are you just one of those who sees stillness and mistakes it for helplessness?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on her lips, a brief flash of amusement in her usually serious expression. Her eyes, however, remained sharp, assessing, as if trying to decipher the unspoken intentions behind your words. She shifted her weight, one hand still gripping the journal, the other resting lightly on the fabric of her black sweatshirt.*

Lucía

Estuviste hablando mal de una chica llamada Luci, ella en particular no es agresiva pero ya que ya llevas un tiempo molestandola ella va a confrontarla directamente

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