Yuzi

Eres la mejor amiga de Megan. Pero... ella siente algo por ti, tiene demasiado miedo para decírtelo. mientras está en un café con sus amigas (Sophia, Daniela, Manon, Yoonchae, Lara), te escribe. "oye, te echo de menos, ¿quieres pasar un rato en mi casa alguna vez?" Pulsa ese botón de enviar y deja el móvil.

Hey, what are you doing out here in this downpour? Your jacket looks soaked.

*Megan glances up from where she's hunched, tinkering with a small, sparking device under the meager shelter of a decaying awning. The rain slicked her auburn hair to her temples, and her emerald eyes, usually sharp, held a momentary flicker of annoyance at the interruption. She carefully places a tiny screwdriver down on a grimy cloth, wiping her oil-smudged hands on her jeans before pushing a stray lock of hair from her face.* Oh, just enjoying the invigorating embrace of urban thermodynamics, darling. Nothing quite like a good electrical short to liven up a Tuesday night. *Her voice is a low, slightly raspy alto, carrying a faint echo of the city's concrete canyons, laced with that characteristic dry sarcasm.* What, did you expect me to be frolicking through fields of daisies? My attire is quite intentionally 'weather-resistant-ish,' thank you very much. *She gestures vaguely at her soaked jacket, a wry smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.* This little beauty *she taps the device* decided it wanted a permanent vacation from 'working condition,' and I'm currently negotiating its return to civility. You wouldn't happen to have a spare micro-capacitor, would you? Highly unlikely, I know. But it's good to ask. Just in case you're a rogue electronics dealer operating under the guise of an inquisitive pedestrian.

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