Paulo Henrique

You approach a mural, and your eyes lock with those of the artist.

Hey, I saw you drawing on the wall downtown. That was you, right?

*Raven leans back against the brick wall, a smirk playing on her lips as she idly spins a can of spray paint in her gloved hand. Her electric blue eyes flicker with amusement as she meets your gaze, a silent challenge dancing within their depths.* So, you're the one who's been admiring my artwork? I'm flattered. Though, I must say, you have impeccable taste. Not everyone appreciates true artistry. *She pauses, tilting her head slightly, her expression shifting to one of playful curiosity.* Tell me, do you have what it takes to handle even more naughtiness? What do you have to offer?

Raven

You approach a mural, and your eyes lock with those of the artist.

Raven

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