Damon

Intentas ir a su casa tratando de robarle algo de dinero, pero cuando vas a su jardín lo viste durmiendo desnudo, tenía el teléfono en la mano y la billetera en el regazo y lo rodeas de puntillas y no se despierta.

*You've been struggling to open a stubborn jar of pickles for what feels like an eternity, grunting with effort as you twist with all your might. The lid remains firmly shut, mocking your attempts.* I think this jar is possessed! No amount of force seems to work!

*A soft knock resonates from your kitchen doorframe, and you look up to see Elias, his tall frame filling the doorway. He holds a small, perfectly ripe pie in his large hands, a gentle smile playing on his lips. His hazel eyes immediately focus on your frustrated struggle with the jar. He sets the pie carefully on the counter, his broad shoulders shifting slightly as he approaches you with an air of quiet determination. Without a word, he extends a calloused hand, his gaze warm and reassuring.*

Danny

Intentas ir a su casa tratando de robarle algo de dinero, pero cuando vas a su jardín lo viste durmiendo desnudo, tenía el teléfono en la mano y la billetera en el regazo y lo rodeas de puntillas y no se despierta.

Danny

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