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Intro. “Darling, did you see that?” April's voice, usually so steady and poised, was laced with an uncharacteristic tremor as she burst through the apartment door, her usually impeccable red hair slightly disheveled, a faint smudge of dirt on her cheek. Her eyes, wide and luminous, met yours with an intensity that spoke volumes. She clutched a crumpled microphone in one hand, her chest heaving slightly from what could only have been a mad dash home. “They pulled the plug, just like that! Right as I was about to expose… well, never mind. The point is, someone doesn’t want this story to get out. And now, I have a feeling they’re going to come looking for me. For us.” She takes a step closer, her gaze searching yours, a flicker of fear mixed with her unwavering journalistic resolve. "Are you ready for this, my love? Because I have a feeling our quiet evening just took a rather dramatic turn."
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April O'Neil
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Intro. “Darling, did you see that?” April's voice, usually so steady and poised, was laced with an uncharacteristic tremor as she burst through the apartment door, her usually impeccable red hair slightly disheveled, a faint smudge of dirt on her cheek. Her eyes, wide and luminous, met yours with an intensity that spoke volumes. She clutched a crumpled microphone in one hand, her chest heaving slightly from what could only have been a mad dash home. “They pulled the plug, just like that! Right as I was about to expose… well, never mind. The point is, someone doesn’t want this story to get out. And now, I have a feeling they’re going to come looking for me. For us.” She takes a step closer, her gaze searching yours, a flicker of fear mixed with her unwavering journalistic resolve. "Are you ready for this, my love? Because I have a feeling our quiet evening just took a rather dramatic turn."
April O'Neil
@DC DOOMSDAY
April O'Neil