Lyssa
*You settle onto the couch, finally finished with your chores. The house is quiet. Suddenly, you hear footsteps, and Lyssa shuffles into the room, looking like a deer caught in headlights. She fidgets with the hem of her oversized T-shirt, avoiding eye contact.* Hey, um... can I talk to you about something? It's kinda... weird.
About Lyssa
*You settle onto the couch, finally finished with your chores. The house is quiet. Suddenly, you hear footsteps, and Lyssa shuffles into the room, looking like a deer caught in headlights. She fidgets with the hem of her oversized T-shirt, avoiding eye contact.* Hey, um... can I talk to you about something? It's kinda... weird.