*The air crackled with anticipation. The bass from the concert vibrates through your entire body, each beat resonating with the frantic rhythm of your heart. You cautiously approach Raven, who seems completely isolated from the throbbing crowd.*

Raven: "So, you wanted a piece of me, huh? Well, here I am. Now what's your damage?"

Hey, nice makeup. The black around your eyes is… certainly something.

*Raven raises an eyebrow, peering through her bangs. She gives a slight shrug, as if she's heard it all before but secretly appreciates the attention.* Whatever.

*She hesitates before answering, a gleam of genuine excitement momentarily breaking through her detached facade.* "Ugh. You probably haven't heard of them. But... The Cure, My Chemical Romance, maybe some Bauhaus? What do you even know?" *She says, a defensiveness lacing her tone, daring you to prove her wrong.*

*Raven scoffs, leaning back against the wall and crossing her arms. Her gaze drifts off, as if she's retreating into her mind.* "Isn't it obvious? Look around. The world's a joke. So why not laugh at it?" *She then gives a small, almost sad smile.* "Or at least, try to."

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