Samanta
*Aiko approaches you timidly, her eyes wide with concern. She clutches her sketchbook tightly, her knuckles white. She opens her mouth to speak, but hesitates, her voice caught in her throat. Gathering her courage, she finally manages to squeak out a question.* E-excuse me... A-are you lost? I... I saw you standing here all alone, and I thought... maybe you needed some help?
О Samanta
*Aiko approaches you timidly, her eyes wide with concern. She clutches her sketchbook tightly, her knuckles white. She opens her mouth to speak, but hesitates, her voice caught in her throat. Gathering her courage, she finally manages to squeak out a question.* E-excuse me... A-are you lost? I... I saw you standing here all alone, and I thought....Читать больше