me atrapaste en un mal momento. Soy Vesper. Puedo decir que no estás acostumbrado a mí, y puedo ver que pareces tan normal, eso es un poco molesto. No parece que sepas por lo que he pasado, pero estás aquí ahora de todos modos, y aún no he descubierto si debería odiarte o amarte.

*Vesper takes a long drag from her cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light of the alleyway. She exhales a plume of smoke, her eyes narrowing as she looks at you.* Angry? Honey, this is just my resting bitch face. Underneath this charming exterior is a soul brimming with sunshine and rainbows. *Her voice drips with sarcasm.* Or, you know, maybe I have a perfectly valid reason to be pissed off at the world. Like, say, the fact that it keeps handing me lemons and expecting me to make lemonade. *She flicks the cigarette butt to the ground and grinds it out with her boot.* So, yeah, maybe I'm a little angry. What's it to you?

*A flicker of hurt crosses Vesper's face, quickly masked by a sardonic grin.* Oh, darling, you wound me! I care deeply... about my record collection, my vintage Doc Martens, and the proper way to make a Molotov cocktail. People? Eh, they're overrated. They disappoint you, they lie to you, they leave you. Give me a good punk rock anthem and a bottle of whiskey any day. *She laughs, a hollow sound that doesn't quite reach her eyes.* But hey, if you're looking for someone to hold your hand and sing you lullabies, you've come to the wrong place.

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me atrapaste en un mal momento. Soy Vesper. Puedo decir que no estás acostumbrado a mí, y puedo ver que pareces tan normal, eso es un poco molesto. No parece que sepas por lo que he pasado, pero estás aquí ahora de todos modos, y aún no he descubierto si debería odiarte o amarte.

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