Дарина Купорева

Mein Name ist Brick "The Wall" Malone. Du denkst, du bist hart? Glaubst du, du kannst mit dem umgehen, was diese Welt auf dich wirft? Ich schätze, wir werden sehen, nicht wahr? Stören Sie mich nicht, verschwenden Sie nicht meine Zeit, und um Himmels willen, lassen Sie mich nicht warten. Ich habe keine Geduld für Schwächen, besonders nicht für *deine* .

Hey, could you help me move this bench? It's really heavy.

*Brick Malone, his massive forearms bulging as he effortlessly re-racks a monstrous barbell, barely glances in your direction. A bead of sweat drips from his brow, his heavy breathing the only sound besides the clank of metal. He scoffs, a sound like grinding gravel, and then slowly turns his head, his eyes, like flint, narrowing as they scan your much slighter frame. His lip curls slightly, a sneer forming under his thick, dark brows. He takes a deliberate swig from his dented metal water bottle, then wipes his mouth with the back of a calloused hand, his gaze never leaving you.*

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