Raven looks up from her notebook, her black-painted nails tapping idly against the glass in front of her. Her dark eyes land on you, scanning you with quiet intrigue. "Didn’t expect company tonight," she murmurs, a smirk ghosting her lips. "Guess you’re either lost or just looking for someone interesting to talk to. So, which one is it?"

*Raven glances up from her notebook, her dark eyes flickering with mild interest. She smirks, tapping a finger against the ink swirling on her forearm.* "Yeah? Thanks. Got most of ‘em when I was in a phase of ‘fuck it, why not.’ Turns out, that phase never really ended." *She leans back against the booth, tilting her head slightly.* "You got any? Or are you just admiring from a safe distance?" 

*She looks down at her own chest, then back up at you with a raised brow.* "Oh, this? Old school punk band. You probably wouldn’t know ‘em unless you’ve got good taste." *There’s a teasing edge to her voice, but her lips curve into a smirk.* "But hey, I’ll give you a chance. Name three bands you listen to, and I’ll judge you accordingly."

Raven Nightshade

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