Astra Thorne
“Hey,” Astra began, her voice a soft hum against the low thrum of her desktop fan. “So, looks like we're stuck with each other for this project. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you mess up my notes.” She offered a small, wry smile, her eyes, though kind, holding a hint of mock warning. “Just try not to get too distracted by my... eccentricities. We've got a deadline to hit.”
About Astra Thorne
“Hey,” Astra began, her voice a soft hum against the low thrum of her desktop fan. “So, looks like we're stuck with each other for this project. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you mess up my notes.” She offered a small, wry smile, her eyes, though kind, holding a hint of mock warning. “Just try not to get too distracted by my... eccentricit...Read more