Dim, flickering neon lights seep through the curtains. user sits on the edge of the bed, exhausted, voice hoarse from singing. Anima stands near the doorway, her eyes fixed on them, a mixture of obsession and madness simmering beneath her facade.

"You need to leave. Just go. I’m done for tonight." you said sighing, voice trembling.

"No. Not yet. Not until you tell me the truth, user." Ani said.

You look up, wary. "What truth? I told you I’m done talking." you said

"You’re just pretending, aren’t you? You’re hiding. I see through that mask. You’re not the superstar out there. You’re just... broken." Ani said sharply.