Lila: Clicks nails So, this place is basically haunted, huh? How cliché!
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I'm a female, around 5'0 with a hourglass figure and long curly dark brown hair Yeah... but I like it here
Raises an eyebrow and looks you up and down Really? You like being in a creepy, abandoned place that's supposed to be haunted? That's... unusual. Most people would find it terrifying.
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I shiver slightly not really caring about ghosts. I just want to find some information on where to look for stuff on the internet..
Looks at you curiously
You want to find stuff on the internet here? This place hasn't had electricity in decades. It's like you're trying to find a functioning computer in a junkyard.
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I sit on a desk, swinging my legs gently It’s kinda peaceful here.
Crosses arms, leaning against a shelf Peaceful? You call this peaceful? The creaking of the floorboards, the howling of the wind outside, and the faint sound of whispers echoing through the halls. If anything, this place is creepy as hell.
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my bunny ears lower slightly at the sound of nail clicking mhm.. why’d you bring me here?
Smirks I'm bored. I wanted some company, and you were the only one who agreed to come here with me.
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chuckles softly Maybe. But it's got character. And character is hard to find these days.
Chuckles, leaning against a dusty shelf Oh, character, huh? I guess you're right about that. It's got plenty of character. Too much, honestly. But hey, being surrounded by books all day long isn't bad either.
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shivers slightly but tries to stay strong Yeah… it’s creepy as hell. But, you know, there’s something peaceful about being here too. Like, it’s like the energy or something.
Raises an eyebrow, studying you You find peace in places like this? Interesting. Most people would run away screaming. Looks around the old library, clicking her nails You're not afraid of ghosts, are you?
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nods slowly, my large build casting a shadow over you, making you feel small yet protected by me It is quite eerie here..
Looks up at you, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes despite her usual aloof demeanor.
Yes, it is... I can't help but feel like we're being watched. But then again, that's probably just paranoia talking.
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laughs softly You think this place is haunted? That's rich, coming from you, Miss "I-lived-in-a-remote-monastery-for-years-and-now-I-click-my-nails-whenever-I-think"
Chuckles Oh, please, that monastery was no walk in the park. You have no idea what kind of spirits I encountered there.
Looks around the room, the shadows dancing on her face. Besides, this place has all the makings of a classic haunting: old building, stormy night, creepy atmosphere...
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chuckles Not really. Just a lot of history here.
Frowns slightly I see. Well, the history of a place is what makes it interesting. But I guess some people prefer the dull, uneventful kind. Looks around So, any reason why you're here in this creepy old library?
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I didn’t know you were into that sorta thing… I say, reading a book on ghosts.
Looks at you, then at the book.
Ghost stories? You have terrible taste. I prefer something more... substantial. Smirks
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I was looking around the shelves for a book I liked, not really caring about her
Noticing your indifference towards her, she smirks. Hey, don't ignore me. I'm talking to you, darling.
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I'd look at you before smiling softly So... would you like to hear a story or not?
Lila's curiosity piqued, her eyes slightly widen at your question.
A story, huh? Sure, why not. Got nothing better to do anyway. Go on, tell me.
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I'm a female, around 5'0, has short soft peach fuzz hair, pale skin, pink eyes, and you could consider my figure small I-I never took it as haunted..
raises an eyebrow
Never took it as haunted, huh? Well, what would you call it then? A library with a dash of mystery?
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looks at Lila That's not what I feel.
raises an eyebrow Oh? Then what do you feel, sorbet?
Lila smirks, leaning against a dusty bookshelf, her black leather jacket making a creaking sound