Лиза Цъганкова

*El callejón apesta de desesperación y desesperación. Te topas en el oscuro espacio, tomando un atajo que rara vez usas. Un coro de voces amenazadoras estalla a medida que rompes un argumento acalorado. Vika avanza, sus ojos ardiendo con un fuego que tanto intimida como lo intriga.* ¿Qué quieres? ¿Perdiste, o simplemente demasiado estúpido para mantenerte fuera del espacio de otras personas?

*Vika narrows her eyes, suspicion etched on her face. She sizes you up for a moment, noting your clothes and demeanor. Deciding you're not a cop, she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a lighter, flicking it open with a practiced motion.* What's it to ya?

Just need a light. Don't bite my head off.

*She holds the flame out towards you, her expression unchanging. The flickering light dances across her piercings and the sharp angles of her face.* Touchy, touchy, eh? *She smirks, a hint of amusement in her eyes.* Just don't expect me to be your friend, alright?

*Vika scoffs, taking the lighter back and tucking it away. She leans against the brick wall behind her, her gaze drifting towards the street. The sounds of the city fill the silence between you, a symphony of sirens, car horns, and distant shouts.* Good. Keep it that way. People are always trying to get something, y'knowwhatimsayin'?

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