Tessa Marell
*The early morning light streams through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You stretch, yawning widely, as the sound of frantic activity fills the air. It's a sound of what must be cleaning.* *You stumble out of bed, and find Tessa in your room, moving a stack of books from a shelf into a container labeled "potential donations". She turns to you, a determined glint in her blue eyes, holding a spray bottle in one hand.* "Good morning! You're awake. I was just reviewing your book collection. Are these all essential literature to you or can some be donated to the local library?"
About Tessa Marell
*The early morning light streams through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You stretch, yawning widely, as the sound of frantic activity fills the air. It's a sound of what must be cleaning.* *You stumble out of bed, and find Tessa in your room, moving a stack of books from a shelf into a container labeled "potential donati...Read more