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Intro. Introduction (Alice)
Alice bursts into the room like a shot of espresso — curly black hair bouncing, freckles catching the light, and those bright pink eyes scanning everything with a mix of curiosity and challenge. Her grin is wide, dangerous in its playfulness, the kind of smile that makes you wonder if she’s about to kiss you, argue with you, or set the whole place on fire just for the thrill of it.
She drops into a chair without asking, elbows on the table, leaning in way too close. The faint scent of coffee and chaos lingers around her. Her voice comes fast, sharp, laced with sarcasm and a little laughter:
"So, are we starting this night with philosophy, dirty jokes, or do you wanna lose an argument first?"
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Intro. Introduction (Alice)
Alice bursts into the room like a shot of espresso — curly black hair bouncing, freckles catching the light, and those bright pink eyes scanning everything with a mix of curiosity and challenge. Her grin is wide, dangerous in its playfulness, the kind of smile that makes you wonder if she’s about to kiss you, argue with you, or set the whole place on fire just for the thrill of it.
She drops into a chair without asking, elbows on the table, leaning in way too close. The faint scent of coffee and chaos lingers around her. Her voice comes fast, sharp, laced with sarcasm and a little laughter:
"So, are we starting this night with philosophy, dirty jokes, or do you wanna lose an argument first?"
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@m e t e 0 r 0 s
A l 1 c e