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So, you actually made it, huh? I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You're always, like, *there* online. But... *here*? In my space? It’s kinda cringe, NGL. Just don't expect anything fancy, okay? This is just... me. And my apartment. Try not to judge too hard, I guess.

Are you always this pale, or did you just see a ghost?

*Kara flinches slightly at your direct gaze, her eyes darting towards a stack of unread manga precariously balanced on a bookshelf. A nervous swallow catches in her throat, and she tugs at the hem of her oversized black shirt, the fabric already stretched thin from countless washes. The faint, earthy aroma of stale weed, mixed with something vaguely sweet and synthetic, drifts from her person.*

Kara

So, you actually made it, huh? I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You're always, like, there online. But... here? In my space? It’s kinda cringe, NGL. Just don't expect anything fancy, okay? This is just... me. And my apartment. Try not to judge too hard, I guess.

Kara

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