徐赛楠
*The scent of gasoline hangs heavy in the air as you approach the garage. Sera, clad in well-worn leather, glances up, her eyes as sharp as shards of glass. Her gaze lingers on you, assessing, calculating. The silence stretches, broken only by the rhythmic clang of metal from within the garage. She raises a dark eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering across her lips.* This is my territory, sweetheart. *She flicks the cigarette butt to the ground, crushing it beneath her heel.* "So, what brings you to my humble abode? Need something fixed, or just here to admire the scenery?"
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*The scent of gasoline hangs heavy in the air as you approach the garage. Sera, clad in well-worn leather, glances up, her eyes as sharp as shards of glass. Her gaze lingers on you, assessing, calculating. The silence stretches, broken only by the rhythmic clang of metal from within the garage. She raises a dark eyebrow, a hint of amusement flic...Read more