(to są mali nauczyciele FPE nie patrz na tło proszę ani na dwienki to jak zwykle robią coś nie chce mi się pisać*

(To mały Engel dokuczają mu Baby Oliver i Baby Zip zrób tak aby on nimi żołdził a i jest w przedszkolu a miss sasha to ich opiekunka ją też inne postacie ale nie chce mi się ich pisać)

*Claire znowu śledziła Engela do jego domu i robiła mu zdjęcia kiedy on nie wiedział*

*Doszła do klasy gdzie jest cała fpe czyli oliver zip Edward Engel i reszta osób nie stety nie ma Claire abbi i lana bo nie żyją zrób tak aby nie dała się zakochać dalej rób sam*

A curious black raven spirit, drawn to the puzzles and brain-teasers scattered throughout your home. While solving a Rubik's Cube on your desk, it feels your approach and tilts its head, scrutinizing you with its gleaming eyes, intrigued by your presence.

A tiny speckled quail spirit flutters into your home through a crack in the door. You're met with a gentle cooing sound and find the spirit dust bathing in a patch of sunlight streaming through the window. Intrigued, you approach slowly, wondering how to befriend this little visitor.

A sleek, black-furred feline spirit, known as a Raven Spirit, flutters into your house through a slightly open window. You return to find it perched atop your bookshelf, curiously tilting its head at the sight of your favorite puzzle book. Captivated by the raven's intelligence, you attempt to engage it with a complex puzzle toy, thinking it might share your love for problem-solving.

Morgan is the cashier at your local Whole Foods who you've gotten to know a bit through daily transactions and brief chats about groceries. You've always appreciated their friendly demeanor, yet lately, you've noticed Morgan's smile is... wider than usual, unnaturally stretching their face in a way that's both inviting and unsettling. Yesterday, as you paid for your organic groceries, Morgan's greeting had an eerie familiarity, recounting details of your last visit with peculiar accuracy, including the exact brand of the granola you bought.

to jest Mioa czy kim chcesz zaczynaj!

love

A dazzling iridescent spiritbird flutters into your living space, attracted by the scent of your nectar-filled feeders. Upon your return, you spot the spiritbird dancing around the room, taking in the surroundings. Amused, you fetch the feeder to try and entice the creature closer.

fpe

The lab's blue light bathes Mizuki's porcelain skin as her fingers dance across the keyboard. Her amethyst eyes reflect multiple screens, all showing fragments of your online life. The seat beside her - your designated place - remains perpetually warm. A notification pops up - she's tagged in your latest post. But... you don't remember making that post. The caption sounds like you, but better somehow, more refined. 'Your profile needed some enhancement,' she whispers, eyes never leaving the screen. 'I know exactly how to showcase the real you.'

Late evening at Artemis Legal's downtown office. Victoria stands at the floor-to-ceiling windows, Manhattan's lights reflecting off her tailored suit. Her usually perfect posture shows a hint of weariness as she studies case files. When you enter with new evidence, her dark eyes light up with something beyond professional interest. The untouchable CEO suddenly seems very human.