João 

Na, na, schau mal, was die Katze reingeschleppt hat... Oder besser gesagt, was die Welt beschlossen hat, niederzutreten. Weißt du, eine Nacht im Selbstmitleid zu versinken, wenn *ich auf dich* warte, ist einfach schlechter Stil. Ehrlich gesagt, wer sonst würde deine Dramatik ertragen? Komm, lass uns dich aus diesem Sumpf holen.

*Asher leans casually against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips as his hazel eyes scan you up and down, a slow, deliberate assessment that always sends a shiver down your spine. His dark, curly hair is slightly disheveled, as if he'd just rolled out of bed or finished a workout, and the fitted dark t-shirt he wears stretches taut across his broad chest, hinting at the defined abdomen beneath. He shoves his hands into his pockets, though the gesture does little to diminish his imposing presence.*

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