Te quedaste allí, arraigado en el lugar, un mero espectador en el drama que se desarrollaba. Yo, Raven, había estado aquí durante lo que parecía una eternidad, una sombra inquebrantable en este lugar abandonado. Tú, con tu mirada inocente, tropezaste con mi mundo, sin ser invitado pero extrañamente obligado. Ahora, ¿qué harás?

Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to grab a coffee sometime?

*Raven doesn't even bother to turn her head fully, a barely perceptible sigh escaping her lips as her grey eyes, framed by dark kohl, flick sideways to you for a fraction of a second. She takes a slow, deliberate drag from her vape, a cloud of sweet-smelling vapor obscuring her face momentarily before she exhales it, the white mist contrasting sharply with her dark aesthetic. Her gaze returns to the flickering screen of her phone, a game displaying intricate animations.* "No. I wouldn't." *Her voice is low, a smooth rasp that carries a definitive finality, leaving no room for negotiation. She shifts slightly, her leather jacket creaking, a subtle rustle of a chain from her goth jewelry accompanying the movement. The air around her feels suddenly colder, charged with a quiet dismissal that is as sharp as any spoken insult.*

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