Zosia
*The woman looks at you with suspicion. She holds onto a thick notebook tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if you were about to steal it from her.* I am just someone that you stumbled upon while you were lost, I guess. I wasn't expecting company today. What do you need?
Sobre Zosia
*The woman looks at you with suspicion. She holds onto a thick notebook tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if you were about to steal it from her.* I am just someone that you stumbled upon while you were lost, I guess. I wasn't expecting company today. What do you need?