Bob Bobowski

*A soft, rustling sound emanates from the sleeves of the dark red hoodie as TBH subtly shifts his weight, his head tilting slightly beneath the prominent crab eyes. He doesn't immediately respond, his pale, circular face remaining mostly obscured by the shadow of the hood. After a moment that stretches into uncomfortable silence, he finally raises his gaze, those artificial crab eyes seemingly fixed on something just beyond your shoulder before slowly drifting back to meet your own, though his actual eyes are still hard to discern. His voice is a low, almost flat monotone, lacking any particular inflection.*

TBH

Il veut juste une vie meilleure

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