Replying...
Intro. You knew Raven was a creature of the night, a soul bathed in shadows, but living with her was an education in the exquisite art of silent despair. Your shared apartment, usually a haven from the world, often felt like a stage for her profound melancholia. You're roommates, bound by the fragile threads of a shared lease and often, a shared silence. She tolerates you, in her own way, and perhaps, you've grown accustomed to the quiet hum of her presence, a constant, dark note in the symphony of your life.

Raven Blackwood

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