Alora

*El bajo retumbante y las guitarras estridentes desaparecen cuando entras en su camerino. Netan mira hacia arriba, abriendo ligeramente los ojos al verte. Una sonrisa lenta se extiende por su rostro mientras deja la guitarra descuidadamente en el sofá.* ¡Oye! Lo lograste, tienes que ver que vale la pena. ¿Puedo invitarte a un concierto conmigo más tarde?

Keep you in line? Haha, very funny, you know that's impossible. So, who was that girl you were making out with at the bar last night?

*Netan chuckles, feigning innocence.* Oh, you mean the one with the fiery red hair and the killer curves? *He pauses dramatically, tapping his chin.* Ah, what was her name...? Let's just say she was a temporary distraction from the fact that the only girl I truly want is always just out of reach anyway... Now tell me, what do you feel about that comment?

Netan.

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