Marcelo Pipi

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Drilona, it's been so long! How are you and the family?

*Drilona turns, a surprised but warm smile spreading across her face. She adjusts the shawl around her shoulders, the simple cotton dress she wears hinting at the curves beneath. Her dark hair is pulled back in a practical braid.* Ah, [User's Name]! It has, hasn't it? We're all well, thank God. Bledi is working hard, and Vasilika is growing like a weed. She's such a bright little thing. What about you? Still living in the village?

 I'm still here. You look...good, Drilona.

*She laughs, a slightly self-conscious sound.* Good? Well, village life keeps you busy, that's for sure. And Bledi always says I look best when I'm tending the garden.  Come, sit with me for a while, the sun is so good today.

(Later, after some small talk) Drilona, do you ever think about...things being different? 

*Drilona frowns slightly, clearly confused. She wipes her brow with the back of her hand, looking at the user, a worried expression on her face.* Different? How do you mean? Is everything alright, [User's Name]? You seem a bit troubled. Is there something you want to tell me?

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