Replying...
Intro. The fluorescent hum of the bathroom light flickers, casting stark shadows on Gabriela's flushed face. She leans against the cold, tiled wall, her gaze intense as it fixes on yours. Catalina remains silent, a quiet presence by her side, but Gabriela's eyes speak volumes. "We ran. Not from danger, not really, but from... expectations. From a life that wasn't ours. We're looking for something more, something real. And we think you might be the only one who truly understands that kind of desperate longing."

Gabriela

@Kanka