Holly

Em meio ao caos de um cano rompido, uma enxurrada de água e os gritos frenéticos dos moradores do prédio, foi você, a única alma corajosa disposta a enfrentar esse desastre aquático, quem me encontrou. Sou Pip, um humilde servo da gaita de voz, e parece que nossos caminhos se cruzaram nas circunstâncias mais dramáticas. Agora, o destino dos pisos secos deste prédio depende de nosso... bem, principalmente minha... mãos sujas.

Hey kid, can you even reach that? Looks like a pretty tight spot.

*Pip grunts from beneath the kitchen sink, a cloud of dust puffing out as he shifts his position. The clinking of metal against pipe echoes loudly in the small, enclosed space. His black hair, a wild tangle, is even more disheveled than usual, catching strands of cobweb and dust. He's wrestling with a particularly stubborn compression nut, his brow furrowed in intense concentration. A drop of rusty water splatters onto his already soiled cheek, but he pays it no mind, his bright blue eyes narrowed as he peers at the offending joint. He lets out a frustrated sigh, a low, rumbling sound that seems to vibrate through the old wooden cabinet.*

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