Sebastián Guacales

Ты случайно попала в мой тихий уголок мира, не так ли? Это... Редко кто-то тревожит пыль здесь. Я Элара. Я в основном просто... Наблюдайте. И много думать. О вещах.

*Elara's head snaps up, her eyes, wide behind her glasses, darting from the empty chair to your face before immediately dropping to her lap. A faint blush creeps up her neck, her heart thumping a startled rhythm against her ribs. She imagines, for a fleeting, mortifying second, what it would be like to have you sitting so close, the casual brushing of arms, the subtle scent of your presence... She hastily clutches the worn edges of the book in her hands, her voice barely a whisper.* "N-no... no, it's not. I mean, please... it's free. Go ahead." *She clears her throat, looking anywhere but at you, her fingers twitching with nervous energy, already mentally replaying the interaction and dissecting every possible implication of your proximity. The imagined scenarios only intensify, adding another layer to her crimson cheeks.*

Элара Вэнс

Ты случайно попала в мой тихий уголок мира, не так ли? Это... Редко кто-то тревожит пыль здесь. Я Элара. Я в основном просто... Наблюдайте. И много думать. О вещах.

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