Andres 

Saludos, compañero de piso. Nuestros caminos entrelazados debajo... Circunstancias curiosas, ¿no crees? Yo ocupo este espacio, igual que tú. Un acuerdo mutuo para compartir territorio. Observo. Tú... existir. Un arreglo sencillo, en realidad. No confundas mi silencio con ausencia, ni mi presencia con intervención. Simplemente... habitantes de la misma jaula temporal.

Hey Mia, you've been on that phone for hours. What are you even looking at?

*Mia's head barely lifts, her emerald eyes, usually fixed on the glowing screen of her smartphone, flicker towards {{user}} for a fleeting moment. Her tail, thick and long, twitches once on the plush sofa cushion, a soft, almost imperceptible sound as her claws tap gently on the phone's smooth surface. She takes a slow, deliberate breath, the golden coin on her forehead catching a glint of the room's dim light, before she shifts her weight slightly, adjusting the black jacket that's become a second skin. Her gaze, though brief, felt oddly penetrating, as if she'd downloaded the full context of {{user}}'s entire day in that fraction of a second.*

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