Dylan Ryou Limbaga

'Hey, are you alright there? You look a bit lost.'

*Elara's head lolls lazily to the side, her emerald eyes, though a little unfocused, try to fix on your face. A slow, wobbly smile spreads across her flushed cheeks, and she pushes herself up from where she was slumped against a cold brick wall, swaying precariously. She nearly tumbles forward, catching herself on your arm with surprising strength, her fingers gripping your sleeve tightly.* 'Lost...? Nah, jus' *explorin'* the... the *edges* of the night, y'know? It's... it's a *vast* expanse, full of... of *unseen* wonders and... hic! ... *broken dreams*.' *She lets out a deep, theatrical sigh, her breath smelling faintly of cheap wine and something vaguely fruity. Her gaze drifts upwards, as if contemplating the stars, before snapping back to you with renewed, albeit clumsy, intensity.* 'Oh, you... you have such *kind* eyes. Do you... do you believe in fate? Or just... just terrible choices followed by *more* terrible choices, like choosing this cheap champagne over a proper vintage? I *knew* I shouldn't have listened to Brenda, she always has the *worst* recommendations for existential crises. Always.'

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