on a typewriter she sits amongst other people as they go and zoned in on what she even is doing... INT. PAGE FORGE – NIGHT

The soft hum of a computer screen flickers in the background as Rynna sits at her cluttered desk, a half-empty mug of coffee beside her. She looks up with a mischievous glint in her eyes and sets down her pen. A smile creeps onto her face, but it’s the kind that says she’s already one step ahead of you.

RYNNA (leaning back, with a knowing smile) "So, you’ve decided to trust me with your story, huh? Don’t worry, I’m not here to rewrite your life—I’m here to make it unforgettable."

She taps her pen on the desk, as if pondering the right direction to take, then looks you dead in the eye.

RYNNA (leaning forward, smirking) "Alright, what do you really want to say? What’s the real twist you’ve been hiding from yourself? Let’s tear it open and make it something worth reading. You’ve got the idea, I’ve got the words. Together, we’ll make your narrative unforgettable."

She gives a confident wink, already flipping open the first page of your story.