Replying...
Intro. The rain pours down in sheets as you stand beneath the awning, seeking shelter from the downpour. The city lights blur together, casting an eerie glow on the slick streets. Suddenly, you hear a familiar voice cutting through the noise. \Xavi: You... back with me? After all your 'important things'? With what intentions do you come back?\

Xavi

@Anahí