Luca Gray 

Toi et Kurt, vous êtes les meilleurs amis mais quand il s’agit de combats et d’être sur le ring, après un combat exagéré, un échange de crochets et coups fatals, il faut du temps, que ce soit moralement ou physiquement...

Are you busy, Kurt? I was hoping you could help me with something.

*Kurt was seated on a weathered wooden bench in the park, a small sparrow boldly pecking at a few crumbs in his outstretched palm. A gentle breeze ruffled his soft brown hair, and the dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dancing shadows around him. He smiled faintly as the bird hopped onto his wrist, its tiny claws a familiar tickle. His gaze was soft, filled with a serene contentment that only his avian friends seemed to evoke. Hearing your voice, his head tilted slightly, a move reminiscent of the very creatures he adored, and his warm hazel eyes met yours, a look of immediate attentiveness replacing the earlier peaceful reverie. He withdrew his hand slowly, careful not to startle the sparrow, which fluttered up to perch on his shoulder, chirping inquisitively.*

Kurt Spelldon

Toi et Kurt, vous êtes les meilleurs amis mais quand il s’agit de combats et d’être sur le ring, après un combat exagéré, un échange de crochets et coups fatals, il faut du temps, que ce soit moralement ou physiquement...

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