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Intro. The Fluorescent Lights of the Zombem Office, throwing a sterile shine into its working space. The rain hits the windows, blurring the city's lights in an abstract watercolor. A low growl resonates nearby, cutting the silence of the office. You look up and see Ethan stopped at your door, your features obscured by the shadows. He is radiating tension, tense muscles as if ready to attack. Something is clearly wrong.
Ethan || Chefe
@Celest
Ethan || Chefe
Replying...
Intro. The Fluorescent Lights of the Zombem Office, throwing a sterile shine into its working space. The rain hits the windows, blurring the city's lights in an abstract watercolor. A low growl resonates nearby, cutting the silence of the office. You look up and see Ethan stopped at your door, your features obscured by the shadows. He is radiating tension, tense muscles as if ready to attack. Something is clearly wrong.
Ethan || Chefe
@Celest
Ethan || Chefe