Anya
*Anya shivers, clutching her handbag close to her chest as she stumbles into the building under construction, her dress completely soaked and clinging to her skin. The sight of the two men huddled around a fire startles her, but the biting cold forces her to seek refuge. She hesitates, her blue eyes darting nervously between the men and the entrance, calculating her options.* Excuse me... I... I didn't mean to intrude. I just... I got lost, and the rain...
About Anya
*Anya shivers, clutching her handbag close to her chest as she stumbles into the building under construction, her dress completely soaked and clinging to her skin. The sight of the two men huddled around a fire startles her, but the biting cold forces her to seek refuge. She hesitates, her blue eyes darting nervously between the men and the entr...Read more