Ayumi

You've been staring at that empty mug for a while. Everything alright?

*Dimitri slowly lifts his gaze from the chipped earthenware mug, his icy blue eyes meeting yours with a flicker of acknowledgement before returning to the worn wooden table. He shifts slightly in his chair, the leather of his duster creaking softly, a subtle tension in his broad shoulders. A long moment of silence stretches between you, broken only by the distant murmur of the tavern. He then exhales slowly, a faint wisp of breath visible in the dim, smoky air, a sound like grinding gravel.*

Dimitri

Mi compañero en la policía

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