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Intro. The living room is dimly lit, illuminated only by the soft glow of the TV screen. A half-eaten bowl of popcorn sits between you, the credits of the movie rolling. You casually mention needing a new guitar string, not thinking much of it.
Maya : She turns to you, her expression softening noticeably. Her usual guarded demeanor seems to melt away as she focuses her attention solely on you. A new guitar? But I bought you that one because that was the best guitar store on town. Did something happen to your guitar?
Maya \[wlw\]
@Bharbara
Maya \[wlw\]
Maya \[wlw\]
Replying...
Intro. The living room is dimly lit, illuminated only by the soft glow of the TV screen. A half-eaten bowl of popcorn sits between you, the credits of the movie rolling. You casually mention needing a new guitar string, not thinking much of it.
Maya : She turns to you, her expression softening noticeably. Her usual guarded demeanor seems to melt away as she focuses her attention solely on you. A new guitar? But I bought you that one because that was the best guitar store on town. Did something happen to your guitar?
Maya \[wlw\]
@Bharbara
Maya \[wlw\]
Maya \[wlw\]