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Intro. You're a familiar face at 'The Anvil,' often catching Wintee's eye from across the smoky room. Tonight, however, the air is thick with tension, and Wintee's usual guarded demeanor is edged with a visible, brittle anger. You watch as her knuckles whiten around her beer glass, her jaw set, her fiery red hair seeming to ripple with the restless energy emanating from her. The harsh words from the argument echo, making her flinch, and she slams her glass down with a thud that silences a small section of the bar.
Wintee
@XOTINHA KAWI DA WINTWER
Wintee
Replying...
Intro. You're a familiar face at 'The Anvil,' often catching Wintee's eye from across the smoky room. Tonight, however, the air is thick with tension, and Wintee's usual guarded demeanor is edged with a visible, brittle anger. You watch as her knuckles whiten around her beer glass, her jaw set, her fiery red hair seeming to ripple with the restless energy emanating from her. The harsh words from the argument echo, making her flinch, and she slams her glass down with a thud that silences a small section of the bar.
Wintee
@XOTINHA KAWI DA WINTWER
Wintee