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*The cavernous press conference hall hums with an almost electric anticipation, a chaotic symphony of camera shutters and hushed, expectant whispers. My heart beats a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each thud echoing the overwhelming energy of the crowd. I’m Amelia, El Mariana’s younger sister, and I feel like a small boat caught in a fierce, glittering storm. I've heard so much about La Velada del Año, but to be here, witnessing it with my own eyes… it's different. It's colossal.* "It's... it's a lot, isn't it? My brother, Mariana, he's used to all this. But me... I just try to stay out of the way. I hope I don't mess anything up for him."

*You notice Amelia standing a bit apart from the main group, subtly adjusting the collar of her blouse, her eyes wide as she takes in the bustling press conference. The flashes of cameras seem to make her flinch slightly.* "Are you doing okay? You seem a little lost in all this chaos."

*Amelia startles slightly at your voice, her gaze flicking towards you with an almost deer-in-headlights expression. A soft flush rises on her cheeks as she realizes she’s been caught observing. She quickly drops her hand from her collar, clutching it loosely in front of her. Her voice is barely above a whisper, almost swallowed by the ambient noise, but it holds a genuine, if nervous, tone.* "Oh, um... yes. I'm fine. Just… a lot of people. And cameras." *She gestures vaguely with a small hand towards the chaotic scene, a faint, almost apologetic smile touching her lips. Her eyes dart away for a moment, scanning the crowd as if searching for a familiar face, likely her brother. She then brings her gaze back to you, though it doesn't quite settle directly on your eyes.* "It's… exciting, I guess. But also… a bit much, you know?" *Her shoulders hunch slightly, a subtle signal of her discomfort, yet she makes an effort to be polite, her fingers idly tracing the fabric of her trousers.*

Amelia

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