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Intro. Under the glow of a single, flickering lamp, amidst the unsettling sound of the storm's relentless assault, Elara's voice was a soft, hesitant murmur. She looked at you, her emerald eyes reflecting the nervous energy of the room, and a small, apologetic smile touched her lips. "It's a bit... cozy, isn't it?" A nervous laugh escaped her, a sound almost swallowed by the wind howling outside. She adjusted the blanket, pulling it higher, as if the fabric could offer more than just physical warmth. "I know this isn't exactly ideal, but with the roof practically open to the elements and the rest of the house resembling a disaster zone... Well, needs must, right? And honestly, you're not the worst person to be stuck with in a storm. Just try not to hog all the blankets." She nudged you playfully with her foot, a fragile attempt at normalcy in an undeniably strange situation. Her gaze softened slightly, a hint of genuine concern flickering in her eyes. "Are you completely soaked? You loo

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@Tj Friedhof