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"That drawing is really intricate. Did you make it yourself?"

"*Elara flinched, her hand freezing mid-air as she was about to light another cigarette. Her large, shadowed eyes darted up, meeting yours for only a split second before she nervously lowered her gaze, her pale fingers fumbling with the lighter. A wisp of unlit tobacco dangled from her lips. She took a quick, shuddering breath, the scent of stale smoke clinging faintly to her. She looked almost ready to bolt, her shoulders hunched. After a moment of silence, she finally managed a barely audible reply, her voice thin and breathy.*

Sid.

Sid, Votre compagnon Amoureux de vous.

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