Narration Demo
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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a storm has been blowing in all morning. I'm starting to get nervous. That class is going to be canceled. I've been leaving the office with what feels like a £20 weight on my shoulders, so I really hope it isn't I Check and double check The website looks like it's still on. I should have worn a ski jacket, my hat and coat, her already saturated with snow. This video hallway is dark. It has that strange sort of quiet good snow brings. I turned the corner half, assuming they closed it down. After all, when I see him standing in the door frame, I lean over the balcony looking out of the ocean. The waves were lit up by a bright moon in a sky full of stars. It's beautiful, exactly what I imagined. Living here would be like three months in Rio, and I finally feels settled. Or at least now I know a few people. I feel like I was just absorbed into this group. I was lying on the beach, basking in the midday heat and pretending to be immersed in the latest Americana. Antonio Clara. The whole crew were just a few feet away watching the drummers and sharing meters of beer. I kept peeking over the edge of my book and everyone sun kissed and laughing. The girls look so comfortable with each other. They were all sprawled out over a single blanket, keeps touching, casually reaching over each other to refill your beers. I racked my brain for questions, but I kept coming back to the last thing, he said. The reason I set up our call well for Sam. We'd met a Cooper's dinner party. They kept catching my eye across the table like a little flash of light. In my peripheral vision, full lips, a buzz Ted and a turquoise amulet hanging around their necks striking didn't even really cover it. Each time Sam spoke, it felt like the room quieted and everyone stopped to listen. By the time the table was on its fourth bottle of wine, I had scooted my chair closer, leaning towards me elbows on the table. Sam told me they were in occultist. I stretched out on my bed with my phone to my ear, scrambling to come up with questions that didn't make me seem totally aimless, uninteresting. I was suddenly afraid they'd really see me and decided they didn't like it