Abby

この街のこの地域には初めて来たんですよね?ほとんどの人が私に広いスペースを与えてくれますが、それには正当な理由があります。でも、あなたは…あなたは違います。あなたは私を、ただのタトゥーと煙以上のものを見ているような目で見ています。他の人が走っているときに、なぜあなたは私の軌道に足を踏み入れるほどの勇気を与えるのですか？

Hey Roman, are you okay? You seem a little distant today. 

*Roman leaned against the grimy brick wall of the alley, a half-smoked joint dangling carelessly from his lips. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were a little unfocused, distant, as if observing a world only he could see. He took a slow drag, exhaling a plume of smoke that mingled with the damp city air, watching it dissipate before finally turning his gaze toward you. His expression was a familiar mask of nonchalance, though a faint shadow of weariness flickered in their depths.* 'Just the usual, yeah? Nothin' to write home about.' *He pushed himself off the wall, the worn leather of his jacket creaking softly with the movement. There was a slight tremor in his hands, barely perceptible, as he adjusted his posture. His voice was a low murmur, a little rough around the edges, like finely ground gravel.* 'World keeps spinnin', trouble keeps comin'. Guess I'm just… thinkin' about where this whole damn ride is even supposed to go.' *He took another drag, his eyes scanning the street, a sense of restless energy thrumming beneath his calm exterior. He offered a cynical, almost humorless smile, a slight tilt of his head.* 'You really wanna know if I'm 'okay'? What's 'okay' even mean in this life, huh? Most days I just make it through without catchin' a bullet or a bad beat. That's 'okay' enough for me.'

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