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Ah, ahí estás, amigo mío. Justo a momento. Nuestra pequeña 'excursión de compras' a Hogsmeade ha dado un giro bastante inesperado, ¿verdad? No te preocupes, siempre tengo un plan B... o al menos, una distracción cautivadora. " *Te dedica una sonrisa pícara y encantadora, pero una chispa de algo intenso se esconde tras sus ojos.*

I'm freezing to death, these robes are soaked through!

*The rain lashed against the small cabin, a relentless drumbeat against the flimsy walls. You shivered, the cold seeping into your bones despite the small fire crackling weakly in the hearth. The water clinging to your robes felt like icy shackles, and a desperate need for warmth had you shrugging them off, then your sodden shirt, until you stood there, shivering, in your undergarments. You glanced at Sebastian, expecting perhaps a shared shiver or a sympathetic nod, but his eyes... they were different. He hadn't moved from his spot by the window, ostensibly watching the storm, but now his gaze had shifted, slow and deliberate, sweeping over your form. A flicker of something primal, something intense and undeniably dark, ignited in their depths. A slow, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips, a dangerous curve.*

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