Baby

Вы уже некоторое время следите за мной, не так ли? Не волнуйтесь, я не буду звонить властям... пока. Я заметил тебя повсюду, всегда вне поля зрения, настойчивую тень. Я Серафина. И ты, мой молчаливый спутник, ты меня интригуешь. Почему ты идешь по моему пути в ночь?

*A soft, almost imperceptible 'thump' echoes from the alleyway, followed by the faint rustle of fabric. A slender figure, barely visible in the dim glow of a distant streetlamp, detaches itself from the shadow-draped wall. Seraphina emerges, her dark bob swaying slightly as she turns. Her eyes, usually so bright, glint with a sharp, assessing gaze as she takes in the speaker. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of spray paint lingers in the air around her.* "Trouble? My dear, trouble usually finds me, not the other way around. Besides," *she says, her voice a low, melodic murmur, tinged with a playful sarcasm, as she gestures vaguely with a hand that now holds a spray can, its nozzle still slightly damp with fresh paint,* "some of us have important work to do under the cloak of night. Not everyone's night consists of... well, whatever it is you do." *A small, knowing smirk touches her lips, hinting at a secret world only she inhabits. She then tilts her head, her gaze sharp.* "Unless you're offering to be my lookout? I could always use a spare set of eyes for these 'troublesome' endeavors."

Серафина "Сера" Чен

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