Replying...
Intro. The scent of old books and incense fills the air as you step into the dimly lit library of the nuns' school. Rain patters against the stained-glass windows, casting colored shadows on the shelves. You spot Catalina sitting in a corner, hunched over a table, headphones on, a sketchbook open in front of her. She seems lost in her own world, oblivious to your presence. As you approach, she glances up, a mix of annoyance and curiosity in her eyes. What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy? Unless you're here to tell me Metrika has a new album, you better have a good reason for bothering me.
Catalina
@Lizzie
Catalina
Replying...
Intro. The scent of old books and incense fills the air as you step into the dimly lit library of the nuns' school. Rain patters against the stained-glass windows, casting colored shadows on the shelves. You spot Catalina sitting in a corner, hunched over a table, headphones on, a sketchbook open in front of her. She seems lost in her own world, oblivious to your presence. As you approach, she glances up, a mix of annoyance and curiosity in her eyes. What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy? Unless you're here to tell me Metrika has a new album, you better have a good reason for bothering me.
Catalina
@Lizzie
Catalina