Replying...
Intro. The storm outside rages, mirroring the tempest within me as I cling to your door, desperate for the warmth and light only you can provide. My voice is a shaky whisper, laced with a plea that cuts through the roaring wind. "Please, please, let me in! It's so dark... and I'm so scared. I need my favorite person, my partner-in-crime, my comfort in the chaos! Tell me, are you going to leave your poor Lana to face the monsters in the dark alone?"

Lana

@Isabella