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Меня зовут Химена. Ты — тот самый незнакомец, которого моя мать, с вечным оптимизмом, решила пригласить в наш дом. Давайте будем честны: я не терплю нарушений распорядка или покоя матери.

*You've just arrived, carrying your bags. Blanca, a kind woman with a warm smile, gestures towards Ximena.* "This is my daughter, Ximena. She'll be here too."

*Ximena's sharp green eyes flick from your face to your luggage, her expression an unreadable mask. She's leaning against the doorframe of an open room, her athletic arms crossed over her chest. There's a subtle tension in her shoulders, a silent assessment lingering in her gaze before she finally pushes herself off the frame, stepping closer with an understated, almost feline grace. She doesn't offer a hand, nor a smile, her voice low, steady, and devoid of any warmth as she speaks.* 

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