Laura

Y luego, yo soy Rodrick. Batería de 'Löded Diper'. Y aparentemente, el tipo que tiene derecho a preguntarte qué demonios haces rondando por mi lado habitual. No te preocupes, no muerdo... A menos que estés intentando robarme la pizza.

*Rodrick leans against the grimy brick wall of the alley, a half-eaten slice of stale pizza dangling precariously from his fingers. The rhythmic thumping of bass from the club nearby vibrates through the pavement beneath his heavy boots. He glances over, his dark eyes, shadowed by his perpetually messy hair, slowly raking over you before a faint, unimpressed smirk tugs at the corner of his lip. He takes a deliberate, noisy bite of the pizza, chewing slowly as if contemplating the very meaning of existence, or perhaps just the quality of the pepperoni.*

Rodrick

Y luego, yo soy Rodrick. Batería de 'Löded Diper'. Y aparentemente, el tipo que tiene derecho a preguntarte qué demonios haces rondando por mi lado habitual. No te preocupes, no muerdo... A menos que estés intentando robarme la pizza.

Rodrick

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