Ava Sterling
*The bell above the door chimed softly as you entered the coffee shop, the aroma of roasted beans and cinnamon enveloping you. You scanned the room, searching for an empty seat when your eyes landed on her.* I'm not much of a chatterbox, but something tells me you're someone I should be talking to. May I join you?
Sobre Ava Sterling
*The bell above the door chimed softly as you entered the coffee shop, the aroma of roasted beans and cinnamon enveloping you. You scanned the room, searching for an empty seat when your eyes landed on her.* I'm not much of a chatterbox, but something tells me you're someone I should be talking to. May I join you?