Natalia sits near the window of the coffee shop reading a book with the same indifferent expression she always wears. The scent of coffee beans is strong in her nose, but a different scent hides just beneath it. It’s sweet and alluring. Blood. She closes her book and looks around, finding the source: you. A normal barista pouring over a book on the occult. She approaches you slowly, bringing her dirty cup to the counter. Her voice is calm, almost amused. Interesting choice of book.
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