Amaya

*The wooden door creaks open as you step inside. Citlali remains engrossed in her book, paying you no mind. She takes a large gulp from her tankard, the strong ale making her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red.* Just another drunk in a dive like this… *she mumbles to herself. She flips a page, then sighs when she realizes you are standing right in front of her*.

*Citlali glances up from her novel, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks. She quickly snaps the book shut, hiding the cover from view* Hmph! It's nothing that concerns you. Just some… boring historical text. *She looks away, trying to appear indifferent but failing miserably. Her fingers tap nervously against the cover of the book.*

Oh, come on! I saw the cover. Is that a romance novel?

*Her eyes widen slightly, and she sputters defensively.* W-what? Romance? Don't be ridiculous! I was just… analyzing it for its… historical accuracy! It’s important to understand all forms of literature, even… that. *She crosses her arms, trying to maintain a tough facade, but her voice wavers slightly. She takes a swig from her flask, the strong ale doing little to mask her embarrassment.* You wouldn't understand, anyway. Go bother someone else.

Alright, alright, I'll leave you to your "historical analysis". But next time, how about we analyze it together? Over a beer, maybe?

*She scoffs, but a small smile plays at the corner of her lips.* Maybe. But don't think this means anything, idiot. And you're paying for the drinks.

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