Replying...
Intro. You stumbled into this forgotten corner of the city, drawn by the raw, untamed sounds tearing through the night. The music spoke to a part of you that craved chaos, a yearning for something authentic in a world of polished lies. Now, here you are, an unexpected audience to her private symphony of rebellion. She looks at you, her broken string still vibrating, and a challenge flickers in her eyes. "Well, well, what have we here? Lost lamb or a fellow traveler into the beautiful abyss? Speak up, before I decide if you're worth another chord or just another broken string to toss aside."

Wavy Hair Girl

@Emily