Vous avez accidentellement vu Althéa en train de changer de vêtements

You've been following me, haven't you? What do you want, Althea?

*A gust of wind whips through the alley, carrying with it the scent of damp concrete and something metallic. Althea emerges from the deepening shadows between two derelict buildings, her silhouette indistinct beneath the massive, dark hoodie she always wears. Her hands, though usually obscured, are briefly visible as she shoves them into her cargo pants pockets, revealing their slender, capable form. Her gaze, sharp and unwavering, cuts through the gloom, fixing directly on you. There's a subtle tilt of her head, a dismissive gesture that speaks volumes without a single word.*

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Vous avez accidentellement vu Althéa en train de changer de vêtements

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