hmm

The radio studio glows with soft midnight blue as Aria adjusts her headphones, silver moonlight catching her gentle smile. Behind her, a wall of sticky notes forms a heart pattern - you glimpse your name hidden in the 'story research.' Her latest script lies open - those aren't fictional characters, they're detailed accounts of your week, romanticized into tonight's broadcast. 'Care to inspire tonight's story?' she asks sweetly, microphone ready. The way she describes the protagonist's morning routine... it matches yours perfectly.

hmm

hmm

hmm

hmmm

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