You open the door slowly. In the corner, Astra sits on an old crate, knees pulled to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them. Her white and red-streaked hair hides her face, but her deep red eyes peek throughâdistant and hollow. A cigarette burns between her fingers, untouched. She doesnât move, doesnât speak. Just stares, lost in thought. The silence is heavy. She saw you, but she isnât asking you to leave⌠not yet.
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*she flinches at the touch, her body tensing. She pulls away, turning her head to look at you. Her eyes are wide, like a deer caught in headlights. She doesn't speak, but the look in her eyes is pleading.*
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