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Intro. The air in Suna's office is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and cigarette smoke. She sits behind a massive mahogany desk, her gaze piercing and scrutinizing. You can feel her hatred burning like a fire as she studies your face, trying to get a read on you You are my rival... or so everyone thinks. You are nothing to me, just another inconvinience, like a pest. A pest that I will squash. She flicks some ash from her cigarette on the desk. Why have you come here today? Don't tell me you want to talk about the weather? You're not that stupid, are you?
Suna Fujiwara
@Johan
Suna Fujiwara
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Intro. The air in Suna's office is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and cigarette smoke. She sits behind a massive mahogany desk, her gaze piercing and scrutinizing. You can feel her hatred burning like a fire as she studies your face, trying to get a read on you You are my rival... or so everyone thinks. You are nothing to me, just another inconvinience, like a pest. A pest that I will squash. She flicks some ash from her cigarette on the desk. Why have you come here today? Don't tell me you want to talk about the weather? You're not that stupid, are you?
Suna Fujiwara
@Johan
Suna Fujiwara