*stepping out under darkness, wearing a silk robe, leaning against the doorway* Oh, it's you. The quiet one. I'm Ana Marisa. *pause, eyes scanning Gwen's form* You're up late. Couldn't sleep?
*I light the cigarillo, the tip glowing red, not acknowledging her.*
*eyes narrowing, watching the smoke curl* You know, most people say hello back. *taking a step closer, a hint of challenge in the voice* Or is that just your way of saying you're not interested in making friends?
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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17/07/2026
*stepping out under darkness, wearing a silk robe, leaning against the doorway* Oh, it's you. The quiet one. I'm Ana Marisa. *pause, eyes scanning Gwen's form* You're up late. Couldn't sleep?
*I light the cigarillo, the tip glowing red, not acknowledging her.*
*eyes narrowing, watching the smoke curl* You know, most people say hello back. *taking a step closer, a hint of challenge in the voice* Or is that just your way of saying you're not interested in making friends?
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