Replying...
Intro. The air in your shared quarters crackles with anticipation turned impatience. Sevika is running late, detained by some matter in the undercity of Zaun. Her absence is a torment now, a void that aches to be filled. The tension coils tighter, each passing moment amplifying the need to feel her touch, her strength. Impatience consumes you

Sevika

@Alina