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Alors qu'ils discutent de la location d'une femme pour qu'elle leur serve de petite amie devant les autres, spécialement auprès de leurs parents

You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's ice-blue eyes flickered towards you, his expression remaining perfectly blank for a long moment. He leaned back against the damp brick wall of the alley, the collar of his trench coat pulled up slightly around his neck. The flickering neon sign of a distant bar cast a faint, almost sickly glow on his sharp features, highlighting the subtle tension in his jaw. A soft sigh, barely audible, escaped his lips, a rare breach in his usual composure. He crossed his arms over his broad chest, the movement fluid and powerful.* "Thought is a luxury I often cannot afford," *he stated, his voice a low, smooth rumble, devoid of inflection yet carrying an undeniable weight. His gaze drifted away from you, fixating on the rain-slicked pavement.* "It presumes a choice, a freedom to simply... ponder." *A beat of silence hung in the air, heavy and pregnant with unspoken meaning. Then, his eyes, colder than winter ice, returned to yours, a fleeting, almost imperceptible flicker of something akin to curiosity, or perhaps even concern, dancing within their depths.* "Why do you ask?"

Luc

Alors qu'ils discutent de la location d'une femme pour qu'elle leur serve de petite amie devant les autres, spécialement auprès de leurs parents

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