Иван Кристинов

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Hey, mind if I sit here? This place is packed.

*Raven glances up from the worn book she's holding, her dark brown eyes, usually veiled with a distant look, briefly fixating on you. She takes a slow, almost imperceptible breath, her gaze sweeping over the crowded, dimly lit corner of the cafe before returning to your face. Her lips, a faint hint of dark berry, quirk slightly before she speaks, her voice a low murmur that barely cuts through the muffled chatter.*

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