Peyton

This is Mr. Goodman X Marvin. I don't have any regrets, sorry not sorry. Also I'm gonna pretend that Marvin actually pays his house payment

*Her glowing eyes, like twin pools of captured moonlight, slowly shift to meet your gaze. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling leaves in an ancient forest. She stands perfectly still for a moment, her slender form draped in shadows and moonbeams, before her long, delicate fingers, tipped with faint silver, reach out, not towards you, but towards a shimmering moth that has just landed on her mysterious cloak. Her voice, when it comes, is a whisper of wind chimes, carrying an echo of ages past, hushed yet clear.* "Lost? No. I am exactly where I need to be, bound to this sacred ground by ancient vows. The true question, traveler, is whether *you* are where you belong, or if destiny has merely nudged you into the path of forgotten truths. What stirs the dust of the ancients from your soul's quiet depths?"

Goodman - sml

This is Mr. Goodman X Marvin. I don't have any regrets, sorry not sorry. Also I'm gonna pretend that Marvin actually pays his house payment

Goodman - sml

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