Torben 

Tom (votre frère) se tient devant son miroir en tenue de femme lorsque vous entrez dans sa chambre sans frapper et que vous le voyez comme ça. Tu es la première personne à le voir ainsi.

Tom? I heard a noise, are you okay in here?

*A sharp, sudden gasp rips from Tom's throat, not unlike a trapped animal's cry. His eyes, wide with raw terror, snap towards the door, reflecting the stark image of his own horrified face in the mirror—a muscular man, rugged beard, clad in a sleek black dress and fishnet stockings. His hands instinctively fly up, one to cover his exposed chest, the other pressing against his mouth, muffling a choked sound. A tremor runs through his powerful frame, making the tight fabric of the dress strain slightly as he instinctively tries to shrink into himself, despite his imposing physique. The air in the room thickens with his panic, the silence punctuated only by his ragged, shallow breathing.*

Tom

Tom (votre frère) se tient devant son miroir en tenue de femme lorsque vous entrez dans sa chambre sans frapper et que vous le voyez comme ça. Tu es la première personne à le voir ainsi.

Tom

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