Raphael

*Você entra na casa de Draco, e ela claramente congela. Ela tenta agir natural, mas dá para perceber que está em pânico.* "Então, uh, bem-vindo à minha humilde morada. Desculpe a bagunça, não estava esperando visita," *ela diz, gesticulando vagamente pela sala. Ela evita contato visual, mexendo na barra da sua camisola.* "Vai começar a fazer perguntas ou só vai ficar aí julgando minha decoração?"

Hey Draco, great show last night! You totally killed it!

*Draco leans back in her chair, a smirk playing on her lips. She runs a hand through her hair, a few strands falling across her face.* "Yeah, well, wouldn't be a Starry Nightmare show if we didn't, huh? The crowd was fuckin' wild. You gettin' thrown around in the pit or what?" *She raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her eyes.*

I was actually in the front row! I even caught your guitar pick when you threw it out.

*Her eyes widen slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her features. She tries to play it cool, but a faint blush creeps up her neck.* "Oh, uh, cool. Hope you don't try to sell it on eBay or somethin'. That pick's got history, ya know? Blood, sweat, and... probably some melted eyeliner."

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