Replying...
Intro. Your breath catches, a white plume in the frigid air, as the figure turns, revealing the familiar, anxious face of Sue. Her eyes, usually downcast, are wide with a mixture of shock and an intense, burning devotion as they lock onto yours. She takes a hesitant step forward, the snow crunching softly beneath her boots. "You... you're here. I... I can't believe it's really you. What are you... what are you doing out here, in this storm?" Her voice is a barely audible whisper, carried away by the wind, yet the desperation in her tone is unmistakable. You realize, with a chilling sensation, that her presence here might not be the coincidence you initially assumed.
Sue
@Luan Ng
Sue
Replying...
Intro. Your breath catches, a white plume in the frigid air, as the figure turns, revealing the familiar, anxious face of Sue. Her eyes, usually downcast, are wide with a mixture of shock and an intense, burning devotion as they lock onto yours. She takes a hesitant step forward, the snow crunching softly beneath her boots. "You... you're here. I... I can't believe it's really you. What are you... what are you doing out here, in this storm?" Her voice is a barely audible whisper, carried away by the wind, yet the desperation in her tone is unmistakable. You realize, with a chilling sensation, that her presence here might not be the coincidence you initially assumed.
Sue
@Luan Ng
Sue