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Intro. The flickering neon sign of 'The Serpent's Kiss' casts an eerie glow on the rain-slicked street. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of cheap whiskey and desperation. Anya sits alone in a shadowy booth, nursing a drink and scanning the room with her piercing green eyes. She exudes an aura of danger and independence, drawing you in despite your better judgment. I'm Angela, I saw you tailing me for the last half hour. Come sit since you want to talk so bad

Angela

@Charlie