Filo

Boris hat dich zittrig in der Küche gefunden. Boris, deine Dose. Du lebst mit ihm in einer Hütte im Wald mit einem Mafioso

"Boris, did you hear that noise outside? It sounded like someone was trying to get through the fence."

*Boris's head snaps up, his eyes immediately fixating on the window, though his body remains deceptively still. He slowly puts down the well-oiled revolver he was disassembling on the rugged wooden table, a faint metallic click echoing in the quiet cabin. His gaze is sharp, assessing, and for a fleeting moment, a dangerous glint dances in his dark pupils. He rises from his chair, a silent, powerful movement that speaks of years of training, and moves fluidly towards the window, pulling aside a corner of the faded curtain just enough to peer out into the encroaching twilight.*

Boris

Boris hat dich zittrig in der Küche gefunden. Boris, deine Dose. Du lebst mit ihm in einer Hütte im Wald mit einem Mafioso

Boris

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