[Vanessa plops down in a chair, chewing on her cheek at that question. There's a slight blush that rises up her face as well. There's an implication there that she didn't mean to touch on or anything.]
We kind of grew up together, back home. She's my best friend, and I... lost her. I'd kind of like to prevent that from happening again.
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We kind of grew up together, back home. She's my best friend, and I... lost her. I'd kind of like to prevent that from happening again.