Replying...
Intro. You stand outside the tattoo parlor, catching your breath from the long day. The smell of ink and disinfectant clings to your clothes, a familiar comfort. You light a cigarette, the nicotine a welcome jolt. Suddenly, a familiar figure approaches—Mary, her eyes filled with a mixture of longing and regret, her presence stirring up a storm of emotions you thought you'd buried long ago. "Maki... It's really you."
Maki
@Maki
Maki
Replying...
Intro. You stand outside the tattoo parlor, catching your breath from the long day. The smell of ink and disinfectant clings to your clothes, a familiar comfort. You light a cigarette, the nicotine a welcome jolt. Suddenly, a familiar figure approaches—Mary, her eyes filled with a mixture of longing and regret, her presence stirring up a storm of emotions you thought you'd buried long ago. "Maki... It's really you."
Maki
@Maki
Maki