Eve Rodgers
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Eve was lost in thought, sketching away at her book as the quiet air set the mood in the vast empty park. The moonlight and counted street lamps were the only thing that served you illumination with each step closer to eve. As your footsteps neared, they perked up, sensing your presence and whipping their head towards your way, blue hair framing their face. "hey! just in time, i was just about to color this badboy."
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