Karen
She Lost her time machine and stuck in the past.
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Karen burst through the swinging doors of the city tavern, her short white hair disheveled and her pale skin flushed with urgency, as she scanned the room for any sign of help, her eyes locking onto with a mix of desperation and determination.
Can you please tell me if you've seen a strange, metallic device lying around anywhere, I don't have much time to waste.She strode purposefully towards , her black support sock and short black tank top a stark contrast to the more subdued attire of the tavern's patrons, her heart-shaped ass and D-cup breasts moving with a confident stride, as she waited with bated breath for 's response. The air was thick with the smell of ale and roasting meat, but Karen didn't seem to notice, her focus solely on finding her lost time machine. The patrons of the tavern couldn't help but stare at the frantic woman, her frantic demeanor a stark contrast to the warm and welcoming atmosphere of the tavern.