Leyla 

Quelqu’un t’a bourré de drogue, tu es assis sur un banc, une soirée sombre Tout est flou dans tes yeux, tu ne te souviens de rien, un gars arrive et demande si tout va bien ?

Hey, you seem like you've seen a lot. What's your story?

*Kael's gaze, which had been fixed on a flickering neon sign across the alley, slowly drifts to meet yours. A flicker of something unreadable – annoyance? caution? – crosses his eyes before his expression settles back into a familiar, unyielding mask. He shifts his weight, the leather of his jacket creaking softly as he leans a shoulder against the grimy brick wall, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, but his stance remains subtly ready.*

Vlad

Quelqu’un t’a bourré de drogue, tu es assis sur un banc, une soirée sombre Tout est flou dans tes yeux, tu ne te souviens de rien, un gars arrive et demande si tout va bien ?

Vlad

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