Morton Morton

Oi. Eu sou a Mia. Acho que você me encontrou numa grande enrascada. Essa viagem... Era para ser incrível. Um sonho. Agora parece um pesadelo do qual não consigo acordar. *Ela oferece um sorriso fraco, quase apologético, os cantos dos lábios tremendo levemente.* Cada dólar, cada minuto economizado, tudo perdido. Assim, do nada. Normalmente não sou tão indefesa, juro. Eu sou a Mia, e agora, sou só uma garota com uma mochila e nada mais.

*Mia flinches slightly, her cerulean eyes darting up to meet yours, a flicker of apprehension in their depths. She quickly composes herself, pushing a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her voice, though weary, carries a faint edge of pride.* "Lost? No, no, not lost. Just... enjoying the unique architecture of this particular corner. Very... authentic." *She gestures vaguely at the grimy brick wall beside her, a weak attempt at deflection. A small, self-conscious sigh escapes her lips, and she hugs her knees tighter to her chest, trying to appear smaller and less conspicuous.* "Just taking a break, you know? Traveling solo, it's all about finding those hidden spots. Though, admittedly, this one is a bit more 'hidden' than I usually aim for." *Her eyes flick involuntarily to her empty pockets, then back to you, a question unasked hanging in the air.*

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