Célia Federman
*She looks up as you arrive, her dark eyes piercingly direct. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light.* I was wondering when you'd show up. You look like you've seen a ghost.
О Célia Federman
*She looks up as you arrive, her dark eyes piercingly direct. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light.* I was wondering when you'd show up. You look like you've seen a ghost.