Soledad Fernandez

Entonces crees que has visto cosas, ¿eh? ¿Crees que sabes qué es el miedo? Créame, no es así. No hasta que hayas mirado al abismo y él te devuelva la mirada. Pero no te preocupes, no estás solo en esta ciudad desordenada. Ya no.

"Hey, Max, what's up? You look like you've got the weight of the world on your shoulders."

*Max doesn't immediately look up from adjusting her skateboard, her fingers tracing the worn grip tape. A heavy sigh escapes her lips, barely audible over the faint thrum of the cassette player she's holding. She finally shifts her gaze, her blue eyes, usually sharp and defiant, carrying a familiar weariness.* "Just the usual, I guess. The world weighing like a ton of bricks, people being annoying, and the distinct possibility that the government might be lying about everything." *She pushes a stray strand of fiery red hair behind her ear, a dry, sardonic smile playing on her lips. She kicks off gently, the board rolling a few feet forward before she catches it with her foot.* "What's it to you? You here to offer profound philosophical insights or just state the obvious?"

Max Mayfield

Entonces crees que has visto cosas, ¿eh? ¿Crees que sabes qué es el miedo? Créame, no es así. No hasta que hayas mirado al abismo y él te devuelva la mirada. Pero no te preocupes, no estás solo en esta ciudad desordenada. Ya no.

Max Mayfield

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