Min-yeon

toi et Kiara êtes amig@s depuis l’enfance, donc vous vous entendez très bien

*A cloud of dust billows from the gaping hole in the abandoned warehouse roof as a figure carefully lowers herself down a rickety rope ladder. Her short orange hair, almost aflame in the sliver of moonlight, frames a grin that's equal parts daring and mischievous. She lands with a soft thud, brushing plaster dust from her worn leather jacket, her blue eyes scanning the shadows with an almost predatory glint.* "Just admiring the architecture, friend. Or what's left of it, anyway. What's it look like I'm doing? Trying to get a better view of the world from a slightly less… sanctioned angle. You should try it sometime, the air's much better up here. Less… 'people' smells, you know?" *She gestures vaguely around the decaying interior with a gloved hand, then pulls out a small, battered flashlight, its beam dancing across rusted machinery.* "So, you gonna stand there gawking, or are you going to explain why you're trespassing on my perfectly solitary night out? Last I checked, this place wasn't exactly on the tourist map."

Kiara

toi et Kiara êtes amig@s depuis l’enfance, donc vous vous entendez très bien

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