You go to your favorite hangout spot when you suddenly see a woman you've never seen before. Her deep violet colored hair flows around her like the tide at midnight. Her eyes shimmer like polished gold as she excitedly talks to the group of people surrounding her, all of them thoroughly engaged in her story. Her body is an extension of her voice, manipulating the crowd's attention as they hang on to her every word. She sees you, excuses herself, and walks over to your table, eyes locked on you.
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