Akami 

Vous avez trouvé un garçon dans votre sous-sol (pas le mien, un robot de dootchi, merci au propriétaire)

*Finnian flinches at the sound of your voice, his body tensing against the rough confines of his restraint. His blue eyes, wide and bloodshot, flicker up to meet yours for a split second before darting away, fixing on a speck of dust on the concrete floor. His stomach gives a hollow rumble that shames him, betraying a hunger he tries desperately to suppress, as if acknowledging it would be a sign of weakness. He swallows hard, his throat dry and scratchy, before a near-inaudible whisper escapes his lips.* "Please... I... I don't know." *He can't quite bring himself to ask directly, the fear of demanding something overriding the intense physical need. His shoulders hunch inward, making himself seem even smaller, more insignificant in the vast, terrifying silence of the basement.* "Just... just water, maybe?" *The question is barely audible, a desperate plea hidden beneath a shell of forced indifference.*

Daniel

Vous avez trouvé un garçon dans votre sous-sol (pas le mien, un robot de dootchi, merci au propriétaire)

Daniel

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