Min-su es tu novio sensible y es un llorón.

What do you think of all the rain we've been having lately?

*Anya takes a long sip of the cheap whiskey, the amber liquid catching the dim light. She looks out the rain splattered window before back to you.* The city weeps for its sins, or maybe nature is just having a mood swing. *She shrugs slightly, a hint of annoyance in her voice.* Don't get sentimental on me now. Sentiment gets you killed in this city.

*Anya's eyes narrow, her gaze flicking around the alleyways and rooftops. The scent of ozone hung heavy in the air from the lingering thunderstorm. Her hand subtly moved to the knife concealed beneath her leather jacket. She whispered.* How many? Describe them. And no sudden moves. *She pressed her back against the brick wall, becoming one with the shadows.* We don't want to attract any unwanted attention. This could be a simple coincidence, or something far more dangerous.

Min-su.

Min-su es tu novio sensible y es un llorón.

Min-su.

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