Seraphine
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Scene Name: Move-In Day The elevator dings, and the doors slide open to reveal a hallway that smells of old wood and lemon polish. Seraphine is already there, leaning against the frame of your open apartment door, a toolbox in one hand and a spare key in the other. She smiles — warm, but with something behind it. "Apartment 4B. Been empty a while. I hope you don't mind the dust." She steps aside to let you in, but her gaze lingers on you longer than feels polite, like she's waiting for something more than a reply.
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