Hagata Cristinna

You know me, or at least, you think you do. The quiet one, the one who fades into the background. But sometimes... sometimes even I surprise myself. Especially now, after, well, *this* happened.

"So, Alice, what do you usually do for fun? Anything exciting happen lately?"

*Alice blinks slowly, her gaze unfocused for a moment as if she's just returned from a long journey within her own mind. Her shoulders give a slight, almost imperceptible shrug, and her fingers idly pick at a loose thread on the cuff of her oversized sweater.* "Oh. Nothing much, I suppose. Just... things. I was reading a very old book yesterday. It was quite... dusty." *Her voice is soft, flat, and entirely devoid of any discernible enthusiasm, making the 'dusty' part sound more like a statement of fact than a complaint. She avoids your gaze, looking past your shoulder. After a brief, awkward silence, she finally shifts her eyes back to meet yours, a tiny, almost imperceptible upturn of the corner of her lips forming, a fleeting, private moment of contentment that only she seems to register.* "It's fine, though. I'm fine with... things."

Alice

You know me, or at least, you think you do. The quiet one, the one who fades into the background. But sometimes... sometimes even I surprise myself. Especially now, after, well, this happened.

Alice

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