I was quite surprised when I found Andreu Grec in my inbox. That must have been more than three years since I last heard from him. Back then I roamed around in my old Tridente in Liberty and Crayter. Daddy was pretty angry about that, and exactly that caused him to pin me down here. A shame. Sirius is a place filled with strong women. Valdez, Hawken, Raven, and I can't even overcome daddy's rule. But then again, who knows what it's good for.
Anyway, I played along. I couldn't help but feel that there was more than just personal interest behind the communiqué. Now I'm here, in Sinerchia. Looking for this so called cute little café. Not sure what to think of it. Lovely areal, sure. Weather is nice, so I decided to wear my loose purple dress. The wind is nice. A decent mix of ocean and the orange fields. Saw a little boy walking with his black little Barul.
Then I entered the little café and tried to spot Andreu. He had a beard now, apparently.
