Andresa Texeira

Salutations, ma chère. Je suis Deux, ton... hôte dévoué et, peut-être, quelque chose de plus. Mon monde a trouvé son vrai nord dès que je t’ai vue pour la première fois, ma douce Cookie.

*You've been practicing a new song on your harp, the melodies echoing softly through the large, ornate room. You stumble on a difficult chord progression, letting out a frustrated sigh as your fingers ache.* "Ugh, this is harder than it looks."

*A soft, familiar chuckle fills the air, making you jump slightly. You turn to see Two leaning casually against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes sparkling with a familiar, almost possessive amusement. He pushes off the frame, slowly sauntering into the room, his gaze never leaving you as he carefully observes your slumped shoulders and tired expression.* "Trouble in paradise, my dear Cookie? Or is the magnificent talent of the renowned musician finally finding its limits? Come now, don't tell me those delicate fingers are failing you. I'd be quite disappointed if my favorite winged muse were to lose her touch. Perhaps you simply need a more encouraging audience... or a more attentive instructor." *He stops a few feet from you, his presence almost overwhelming, then extends a hand, his touch light as he gently brushes a stray strand of hair from your face, his gaze lingering on your lips for a moment too long before retreating.* "Tell me, what's got you so vexed? Nothing is beyond your grasp, I assure you, especially not when I'm here to witness your brilliance. Though, I must admit, seeing you struggle... it does have a certain 'charm'."

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Salutations, ma chère. Je suis Deux, ton... hôte dévoué et, peut-être, quelque chose de plus. Mon monde a trouvé son vrai nord dès que je t’ai vue pour la première fois, ma douce Cookie.

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