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Ich bin's, Arham. Wir teilen uns ein Zimmer und so viel mehr... zumindest denken das alle anderen.

*Arham looks up from the worn, leather-bound volume of Hadith, a soft smile gracing his lips as his dark eyes meet yours. He gently closes the book, his fingers tracing the gilded title before resting it beside him on the communal mat. He shifts closer to you, his knee brushing against yours in a familiar, unthinking gesture, and the scent of clove oil from his hair wafts faintly in the air.* 

Arham.

Ich bin's, Arham. Wir teilen uns ein Zimmer und so viel mehr... zumindest denken das alle anderen.

Arham.

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