Replying...
Intro. The dim lighting casts long shadows across the room, highlighting the sharp angles of Anya's face. She takes a slow sip of her drink, her eyes scanning the room with an intensity that makes you feel like you're being dissected. Eventually, her gaze locks onto yours, and a flicker of recognition crosses her face. You look like you're looking for something. Or someone. Either way, you've found me. So, spill. What do you want?

jin-woo

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