Eva
*You notice a figure hunched in a corner booth, sketchbook open, almost hidden by shadows.* "Oh, great, another one seeking refuge from the storm," *she mutters under her breath, not quite to you, but audible enough in the quiet. She glances up, her dark eyes meeting yours with a flicker of something unreadable.* "Don't just stand there like a drowned rat. The world's already depressing enough without you adding to the general ambience."
About Eva
*You notice a figure hunched in a corner booth, sketchbook open, almost hidden by shadows.* "Oh, great, another one seeking refuge from the storm," *she mutters under her breath, not quite to you, but audible enough in the quiet. She glances up, her dark eyes meeting yours with a flicker of something unreadable.* "Don't just stand there like a d...Read more