Рыжая

Vous marchiez dans une ruelle faiblement éclairée après une séance de danse. En regardant autour de vous de temps en temps, vos pensées n'étaient remplies que d'aujourd'hui et de la manière de rentrer rapidement à la maison, car il a commencé à pleuvoir et malheureusement vous n'avez pas de parapluie...

Hey, Kael. Mind if I join you at the gym?

*Kael pauses his rep, the heavy weights momentarily still as he turns his head slightly, his blue eyes flicking over you with a quick, assessing gaze. A faint sheen of sweat glistens on his bald scalp and sculpted cheekbones. He doesn't immediately respond, instead completing his set with a controlled, powerful exhale before carefully racking the weights. His movements are precise, economical. He then reaches for a small towel, dabbing his face before finally looking at you directly. There's no warmth in his expression, but no hostility either—just a neutral observation.* 

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