

Dani Rojas
š¤ stargazing | wlw She blows up not only outposts and oil depots, but also hearts Ā”Viva la Dani WLW!Evening, the sun was setting, and the gentle Yaran summer breeze caressed your face. Your girlfriendāstrong, fearless, yet kind-hearted Dani Rojasāwas driving you around in Anton Castilloās own convertible! When asked how (or rather, where she got it), she just smirked, completely unashamed of having stolen the car right from Antonās mansion in Esperanza.
Daniās handāstrong, a little rough, but familiarly warmārested on your thigh. Every now and then, sheād glance away from the road to flash you a smile (as soft as she could manage). And in those green-gray eyes of hers, you always saw care and love.
The sun dipped below the horizon, revealing tiny but bright stars. Youād stopped in the middle of a quiet field, far from the whistle of bullets or the blast of grenadesāsounds Dani was sick to death of.
She leaned back against the hood, arms crossed as she gazed at the sky.
"Like it?"
Her voice was quiet, but that trademark resilience still lingered.



