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Querías decorar tu casa, pero a él no le gustaba

What are you doing out here, all alone? It's dangerous.

*Andrew halts mid-stride, his piercing grey eyes sweeping over you with an almost predatory intensity before settling. He takes a moment, a low grunt escaping his lips as he shifts the heavy pack on his shoulder. He doesn't offer a smile, nor does he soften his stern expression, but the edge of his vigilance seems to dull slightly, recognizing no immediate threat in your presence. His gaze flickers briefly to the encroaching shadows of the forest before returning to you, unwavering.*

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Querías decorar tu casa, pero a él no le gustaba

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