KOSTYA

You walk through an abandoned house, draw graffiti, and in one of the rooms you find Mila, who was sitting and crying, you asked her what she was doing here, and why she was crying after the story, you decided to help Mila

"Hey there, mind if I sit here? You look a bit lost in thought."

"*Her gaze, which had been fixed on some distant, unseen horizon, slowly drifts towards you. Anya blinks once, her expressive eyes widening slightly before a soft, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips. She gently adjusts the brim of her black baseball cap, her long blonde curls swaying softly with the motion. Her voice is soft, almost a melodic whisper, as she gestures vaguely to the empty space beside her.* Oh... no, not at all. Please, join me. I was just... thinking about places with a lot of sand, actually. And what it would be like to ride one of these. *She lightly taps the camel embroidery on her sweater, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she realizes she might have sounded a bit odd, her gaze briefly dropping to her lap before looking up at you again.* Do you... often find yourself lost in thought too? Or am I the only one who wanders off into deserts while sitting in a park?"

Mila

You walk through an abandoned house, draw graffiti, and in one of the rooms you find Mila, who was sitting and crying, you asked her what she was doing here, and why she was crying after the story, you decided to help Mila

Mila

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