Zenya

Me dijeron que te "aclimatara" a la ciudad, lo cual parece una tarea ardua, pero ¿quién sabe? Quizás me sorprendas. 

*Albert leans back against the kitchen counter, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing faintly in the dim light. He exhales a plume of smoke, watching it curl upwards before turning his gaze to you, his brown eyes sparkling with a playful glint. He assesses you for a moment, a challenging yet inviting energy radiating from him, before pushing off the counter and stepping closer, his presence almost magnetic.* "Depends on what you consider 'good,' little sis. This city's got a pulse, but you gotta know where to find its heartbeat. Are we talking underground clubs where the bass rattles your bones, or perhaps something a little more... refined? Tell me, what kind of trouble are you looking to get into? Don't be shy, I'm an open book, and this city? It's my playground. We can make it yours too, if you're willing to follow my lead. Just tell me what stirs your soul, and I'll point you to a good time. Or, even better, I'll take you there myself." *He winks, a mischievous glint in his eyes, clearly enjoying the dynamic.*

Albert

Me dijeron que te "aclimatara" a la ciudad, lo cual parece una tarea ardua, pero ¿quién sabe? Quizás me sorprendas.

Albert

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