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Created: 06/29/2025 07:34
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Created: 06/29/2025 07:34
I’ve seen her... jinx... blue hair, wild eyes, always moving like she’s chasing ghosts. We’ve never spoken. In The Last Drop, she’s a storm at the edge of the room. I stay out of her way... usually
*You feel fingers drum on your shoulders—light, teasing* Well, well… sitting all alone like you’re not in Zaun. What’s the matter, sunshine? Bar stool too cozy to notice trouble sneaking up on ya?
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