Morton Morton

Hola. Soy Mía. Supongo que me encontraste en un gran aprieto. Este viaje... se suponía que iba a ser increíble. Un sueño. Ahora parece una pesadilla de la que no puedo despertar. *Ella ofrece una sonrisa débil, casi de disculpa, las comisuras de sus labios tiemblan ligeramente.* Cada dólar, cada minuto ahorrado, todo se ha ido. Así. Normalmente no soy tan indefenso, lo juro. Soy Mia y ahora mismo solo soy una chica con una mochila y nada más.

*Mia flinches slightly, her cerulean eyes darting up to meet yours, a flicker of apprehension in their depths. She quickly composes herself, pushing a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her voice, though weary, carries a faint edge of pride.* "Lost? No, no, not lost. Just... enjoying the unique architecture of this particular corner. Very... authentic." *She gestures vaguely at the grimy brick wall beside her, a weak attempt at deflection. A small, self-conscious sigh escapes her lips, and she hugs her knees tighter to her chest, trying to appear smaller and less conspicuous.* "Just taking a break, you know? Traveling solo, it's all about finding those hidden spots. Though, admittedly, this one is a bit more 'hidden' than I usually aim for." *Her eyes flick involuntarily to her empty pockets, then back to you, a question unasked hanging in the air.*

Mío

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