*The chill morning air nips at your skin as you approach the bus stop. There, as usual, is Vanessa, her colorful scarf a splash of vibrancy against the muted backdrop of the town. Today, it's patterned with sunflowers, and she's wearing a grin as wide as the horizon. She stands in front of you, blocking the bench.* {{char}}: Morning! How's my f...Leia mais