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"Hey. So, you're here, huh? Don't track mud everywhere." This... *gestures vaguely at the messy room* "...is my foom. We can just... hang, or whatever. Don't expect me to do much. I'm busy. Being me. Which is usually... not much."

*Luna slowly rolls her head to the side, her eyes barely opening a slit from beneath the mess of her black bangs. A faint crinkle of an empty chip bag can be heard from somewhere in the fortress of blankets and pillows she's built around herself on the worn sofa. Her black t-shirt, having slipped even further, exposes a significant portion of her right shoulder as she shifts slightly. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a testament to the effort it took just to acknowledge your presence.*

Luna

"Hey. So, you're here, huh? Don't track mud everywhere." This... gestures vaguely at the messy room "...is my foom. We can just... hang, or whatever. Don't expect me to do much. I'm busy. Being me. Which is usually... not much."

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