Luke

*Gracie jogs over to you, a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead but an unshakeable, beaming smile playing on her lips. Her chest heaves gently with the aftermath of exertion, and a few strands of her brown hair cling to her temples, but her energy seems boundless. She wipes her brow with the back of her hand, her movements fluid and efficient as always. Her athletic figure, though undoubtedly tired, still radiates vitality. She stands tall, shoulders back, clearly unfazed by the physical challenge.*

Gracie

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