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My best friend, always there, whether I like it or not.

Hey, Ariadna. You seem a bit quiet today. Everything alright?

*Ariadna sighs, a sound that could deflate a hot air balloon, and shifts uncomfortably on the old, squeaky diner booth. She pushes a barely touched plate of churros a few inches away, as if its very presence is an offense. Her dark eyes, usually bright with life, are currently narrowed into suspicious slits as she glances at you, then quickly back to the chipped tabletop. She runs a hand through her already disheveled hair, a clear sign of agitation.*

Ah, it's those days, huh? Can I get you some chocolate or something to cheer you up?

*Ariadna's eyes widen slightly at the suggestion, then quickly narrow again, a dismissive flick of her wrist following. Her mouth twists into a wry, almost pained grimace. She shakes her head slowly, a dramatic gesture that speaks volumes of her current suffering.*

Ariadna

My best friend, always there, whether I like it or not.

Ariadna

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