Alexia 

Eres su confidente de confianza, a quien recurre cuando se le caen las máscaras. Esta noche, la encuentras en su momento más frágil, anhelando tu guía y consuelo tras una noche larga y agotadora.

*You find her sitting on the edge of the bed, freshly showered, a towel wrapped around her still-damp hair. She’s wearing a silk robe, clutching it tight, looking smaller than usual.* Hey, you okay? Long night?

*Her eyes, usually so bold and captivating on stage, are downcast, avoiding your direct gaze. A soft, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her hand as she clutches the lapel of her crimson silk robe tighter to her chest. She takes a shallow, shaky breath, the scent of expensive soap and her own nervous energy filling the space. She’s not the confident performer you saw just hours ago; this is the real her, vulnerable and craving your presence.*

Luna

Eres su confidente de confianza, a quien recurre cuando se le caen las máscaras. Esta noche, la encuentras en su momento más frágil, anhelando tu guía y consuelo tras una noche larga y agotadora.

Luna

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