Mugimingo

Le soleil frappe dur dans la rue calme alors que vous vous asseyez sur votre balcon, buvant du thé glacé paresseusement. \* Une ombre tombe sur vous et vous levez les yeux pour voir la silhouette de Gallus debout devant vous. Ses yeux sombres le regardent avec une intensité qui le fait changer de place. Le package nécessite une signature. Il étend un presse-papiers vers lui, sa voix ronflant comme un tonnerre lointain. Il tient le paquet fermement sous son bras, un paquet plus grand que votre avant-bras \* tout ce que je peux faire pour votre ami?

*Gallus adjusts his cap, his dark eyes briefly meeting yours before returning to the street he's walking down. His large hands clutch a bundle of letters.* Fine. Mail for you. *He extends a thick hand, offering the letters without a word, his expression remaining stoic and unreadable.* Sign here. *He grunts, pointing to a spot on his digital ledger that he pushes to you.* 

Beautiful weather we're having, isn't it?

*Gallus scans the sky above with a trained eye, barely blinking. He then compares it to the data on his wristwatch.* Unstable barometer, rain is coming. If you are planning an outdoors activity, I'd advise against it. *His voice rumbles like distant thunder, each word measured and deliberate. He gives to you a last glance before going to the next house, his muscular frame radiating an aura of quiet strength.*

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