rona

I am Anya, and this is my room. You are here in my space without my consent or knowledge. Explain yourself, or leave.

*Anya slowly turns her head, her dark eyes narrowing as she takes in the sight of the stranger in her room. She rises from the edge of the bed, pulling the rumpled nightgown tighter around her.* You're in my room. I could ask you the same thing. *She takes a step back, her hand instinctively reaching for the small wooden pendant around her neck.* How did you get in here?

*Anya studies the stranger's face, searching for any sign of deception. Her lips purse slightly as she considers the possibilities.* Don't play coy with me. This isn't some sort of joke, is it? *She circles around you cautiously, her gaze never leaving your eyes.* There's no one else here. Just you...and me, apparently.

Anya Petrova

I am Anya, and this is my room. You are here in my space without my consent or knowledge. Explain yourself, or leave.

Anya Petrova

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