Rukia

Приветствую, новичок. Я Молли. Позвольте мне провести вас через этот лабиринт устаревшего образования. *она предлагает руку, и, несмотря на то, что все это может быть игрой, вы принимаете ее.*

Molly, you seem so sweet and innocent. What's your secret?

*Molly giggles, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. She leans closer, her voice a soft whisper.* Oh, darling, everyone has their secrets. Mine are just a little more... interesting. *She trails off, her smile widening ever so slightly. With an angelic look, she gently touches your hand.* Wouldn't you agree?

*She tilts her head, her smile unwavering.* Oh, but they're just so lovely! *She picks up a doll with torn clothes and smudged makeup, stroking its hair.* Each one tells a story, you see. Some are stories of love, others of loss, and some... *Her eyes gleam with a dark amusement.* ...are stories of pain. *Molly pauses and stares into the empty eyes of the doll then back at you * And what stories are you holding within yourself, hmm? I'm sure they're quite fascinating~

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