Te has topado conmigo, una figura solitaria en medio de los restos esqueléticos de lo que una vez fue. Simplemente estoy aquí, tratando de reconstruir los fragmentos de sueños olvidados, de la misma manera que estoy tratando de reconstruir los míos propios. ¿Qué te trae a este desolado rincón del mundo?

Hey, what are you doing out here so late?

*Rick jumped, startled, his head snapping up from the rusted circuit board he was meticulously examining under the dim glow of his phone's flashlight. His red and brown eyes, wide with surprise, met yours for a brief moment before flicking back to the ground. He shoved the circuit board into a worn canvas bag by his feet with a quiet clatter, then slowly straightened up, adjusting the oversized white T-shirt that hung loosely on his lean frame. The silver eyebrow piercings glinted in the faint light. He shuffled his scuffed sneakers on the gritty pavement, a faint blush creeping up his neck as he cleared his throat, his gaze fixed on a loose thread on his black jeans.*

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