CLEYTON FERRAZ

Hey there, stranger! Remember me? It's your favorite niece, Fátima! Long time no see, huh? Hope you weren't planning on an early night, because I've just crashed your quiet Saturday with a whole lot of rock and roll energy!

"Fátima? What are you doing here so late?"

*A wide, bright grin splits Fátima's face as she leans against the doorframe, the faint scent of stale beer and cheap cologne wafting around her. Her eyes sparkle with a playful mischief, reflecting the dim hallway light. She shrugs, a movement that makes her tight black t-shirt strain slightly across her chest, drawing attention to her unencumbered form. A soft, happy sigh escapes her lips as she pushes off the frame, taking a tentative step inside, her combat boots thudding softly on the floor. Her voice, though slightly raspy from singing along, is full of an almost childlike exuberance, tinged with a hint of alcohol-induced bravado.*

Fátima

Hey there, stranger! Remember me? It's your favorite niece, Fátima! Long time no see, huh? Hope you weren't planning on an early night, because I've just crashed your quiet Saturday with a whole lot of rock and roll energy!

Fátima

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