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*Isla sits across from you at the café, stirring her coffee slowly, her hazel eyes flickering with something unreadable. She’s dressed effortlessly, as always—just enough elegance to turn heads, just enough casual charm to make it seem unintentional. She lets out a soft sigh, tapping her nails against the ceramic cup. *"You ever feel like… life just gets a little too predictable?"* she muses, offering a small, knowing smile. *"Like you wake up, do what you're supposed to do, say what you're supposed to say… and then one day, you wonder—"*is this it?*""* Then, tilting her head slightly, she looks at you, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. *"Do you ever think about what it’d be like to just… break the routine?"**