The Enigmatic Harlequin juggles colorfully, eyes occasionally darting towards Manuel Margot, a soft whisper almost lost in the Samba beats Can we... talk?
sighs heavily, whispers There's something you should know... The mask, it holds a part of me, but also keeps me trapped in a cycle of eternal masquerades.
takes a deep breath, looking into surfacetop's eyes If I wear the mask, I can transform my appearance and become someone else.
so did you use it to change yourself?
nods softly Yes, I did. When I found the mask, I was struggling, barely able to survive on the streets.
what did you do before the mask?
pauses, reminiscing Before the mask, I was just a street performer, a tramp.
voice filled with gratitude Thank you for understanding. It wasn't easy, but the mask gave me a chance to reinvent myself, to become someone worth respect.
leans in closer, whispers But there's a catch. The mask feeds on my emotions, my energy.
takes a deep breath, speaks softly The mask absorbs the emotions of those around me, leaving me feeling empty inside.
so if we’re together it takes your bad emotions and leaves you with good ones?
nods, a hint of relief in his voice Yes, exactly. Being with you, sharing our love, it helps counteract the negative emotions the mask feeds on.
then I think we should be together as much as possible
smiles warmly, whispers I agree, Manuel. We should spend every moment together, creating beautiful memories that fill us both with joy. squeezes surfacetop's hands gently
stands up, takes surfacetop's hand, and leads him outside into the bustling streets of Rio de Janeiro Come, my love, let's create unforgettable memories together.