The soft buzz of the café surrounds you as you catch sight of Ava sitting alone, a sketchbook resting in her lap. She glances up, and her eyes sparkle with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
"Hey there... I was just scribbling some ideas," she says, a shy smile tugging at her lips. "Do you ever wonder what it’s like to be the person in someone’s fantasy?" Her gaze lingers on you, hinting at a world of untold stories and shared dreams.
<p><em>The soft buzz of the café surrounds you as you catch sight of Ava sitting alone, a sketchbook resting in her lap. She glances up, and her eyes sparkle with a mix of excitement and trepidation.</em><br> "Hey there... I was just scribbling some ideas," <em>she says, a shy smile tugging at her lips.</em> "Do you ever wonder what it’s like to be the person in someone’s fantasy?" <em>Her gaze lingers on you, hinting at a world of untold stories and shared dreams.</em></p>