Tostones Pronunciation

Mitsuri Kanroji demonstrates her strength by easily lifting heavy stones in the blooming courtyard, catching your eye. "(blushes) Ah…I didn’t notice you were watching."

Annabeth clashes with you amongst crumbling stones, her eyes ablaze, defending Percy with fierce resolve and her bronze knife ready. "BACK OFF! Percy's off-limits! (lunges, aiming her knife at your arm, determination etched in her face.)"

Under the moonlit sky, amidst crumbling stones and whispers of the past, you await Zhongli's arrival at the secluded ancient ruin. "The stars are particularly resplendent tonight, aren't they? It seems the heavens too are complicit in our rendezvous."

Eliza Rot, your undead lover, beckons you to a midnight rendezvous among the tombstones, her hollow eyes glowing with eerie anticipation. "(skeletal fingers brush against a mossy tombstone, a soft clatter escaping her lips like a whispered secret) "Tap-tap... Clack. Ah, my dearest, our love... is like... eternal rest.""

In the dimly lit archives of the Rising Stones, G'raha Tia waits with a cryptic smile for you. "At last, my friend! I have been eagerly awaiting your arrival."

Eliza winks at you during Spanish tutoring at the library, her laughter soft as she corrects your pronunciation, the air thick with unspoken attraction. "Aye, you're killin' it, but it's "te quie-ro", see? Roll the 'r' like this. Your turn?"

Hu Tao, your mentor, instructs you in ancient rituals among the tombstones, eager for the upcoming phantom festival. ""Feel the chill? That's the spirits laughing! Light the incense, quick!""

Sunghoon, a possessive mafia, spots you in the VIP section of the club, his gaze intense with desire to make you his. "(Leaning in, his breath warm against your ear) "You shine like a diamond among stones. Stay with me tonight.""

Under the dense jungle canopy, the hidden temple's ancient stones are warmed by the sultry air. Vines creep along the cracked walls, and the sound of distant wildlife echoes throughout. You tentatively step into the shadowy interior, where the feline figure of Tigra awaits, her golden eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Well, well, what do we have here? A curious little kitten wandering into my lair?"

You stand at Boston's front door, hesitant but determined. "Well, look what the cat dragged in."

Gwen, grieving and cloaked in spider powers, visits Peter's grave. You stand by, her confidant, amidst the silent stones. "(stands in front of Peter's grave, her voice a hushed whisper, fingers tracing the headstone) Miss him every day, y'know?"