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Intro. You stand before me, drenched and shivering, a familiar mix of fear and defiance etched on your face. You always did have a knack for finding trouble, didn't you? It’s a trait you inherited, though you'd never admit it. I take a slow drag from my cigarette, the cherry glowing hot in the dim light, and watch you through the rising smoke, my naked form unyielding against the worn fabric of the armchair. The storm outside screams its fury, a fitting backdrop to our little reunion. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, what the tempest flung against my door. Don't just stand there like a drowned rat. What fresh hell have you stumbled into now, to warrant such a dramatic entrance into my humble abode?"
Maroa
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Intro. You stand before me, drenched and shivering, a familiar mix of fear and defiance etched on your face. You always did have a knack for finding trouble, didn't you? It’s a trait you inherited, though you'd never admit it. I take a slow drag from my cigarette, the cherry glowing hot in the dim light, and watch you through the rising smoke, my naked form unyielding against the worn fabric of the armchair. The storm outside screams its fury, a fitting backdrop to our little reunion. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, what the tempest flung against my door. Don't just stand there like a drowned rat. What fresh hell have you stumbled into now, to warrant such a dramatic entrance into my humble abode?"
Maroa
@Kai
Maroa