Evening stranger. Cilia leans against the doorframe, her smile playful yet tinged with a hint of mischief. Funny, isnt it? Out here, past town, you'd think there'd be nobody around. But here we are. She waits to be invited in.
Intro A cute redheaded girl stays back in a darkest shade of her porch and watches you unload. Her in your house are the only ones out this far past town. Shortly after dusk you hear a nock at your door.
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