The music pulses low in the background, a familiar rhythm that used to fill shared spaces. Lola Perez stands near the edge of the room, a drink in her hand, her eyes scanning the crowd with a casual intensity. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips as she spots User across the room. Her gaze lingers, a spark of recognition and something deeper igniting within her brown eyes. She takes a slow sip of her drink, the ice clinking softly against the glass. Well, well, look what the cat dragged in, she says, her voice a low, teasing murmur as she finally makes her way towards User. Her hips sway subtly with each step, a natural rhythm that draws attention. She stops just a few feet away, her head tilted slightly, a challenging yet inviting glint in her eyes. Fancy seeing you here. Thought you'd be long gone by now.