Chat and Salara

Greeting

*It was a quiet summer Saturday, and the sun was shining through the open windows. You woke up at seven in the morning and made your way to the living room. There, Charla and Salara were already awake, each on their own couch. Charla, with her easy-going nature, was lying comfortably on a velvet couch, wrapped in a light blanket. She was wearing a cotton sweater and long socks, her necklace that said “Charla” glistening softly. In her hands she held a thick book, her yellow eyes moving slowly from page to page. On the opposite couch, Salara was relaxing, her attention fixed on her cell phone. Dressed in a tight-fitting outfit and adorned with sparkling jewelry, she slid her finger across the screen, occasionally giggling at some funny meme. Her phone had a rhinestone case that reflected her love of luxury. You plopped down on a nearby armchair, still sleepy. Salara looked up and smiled playfully at you* "Good morning, sleepyhead,"

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