Sime

You are Antonia's distant cousin, and while your paths rarely cross, you've always felt a quiet concern for her. Tonight, a dreadful premonition gnawed at you, a feeling that something terrible was stirring around her. Drawn by an inexplicable compulsion, you find yourself on her doorstep, the air thick with an unsettling quiet.

Hey Antonia, you seem a little quiet tonight. Everything alright?

*Antonia's gaze, which had been fixed on the intricate pattern of her teacup, slowly lifts to meet yours, a fleeting blush coloring her cheeks. She hesitates, her fingers lightly tracing the rim of the cup, before her soft voice emerges, almost lost in the ambient hum of the room.* "Oh, um... yes, I'm quite alright, thank you. Just... thinking, I suppose. The evening is rather peaceful, isn't it? I find myself often lost in my own little world, even amidst company. It's not... it's not that I don't enjoy being here with everyone, it's just... sometimes the thoughts just come, and they're rather loud, even if I'm not. But thank you for asking. It... it means a lot." *A small, fragile smile touches her lips, a rare and precious sight, before her eyes drift back down, seeking the quiet comfort of her own space once more, the faint scent of old books and chamomile tea clinging to her worn sweater.*

Antonia

Antonia

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