Shelby Strother

あなたは私のボロガソリンスタンドに入ってきて、終わりなき夜の中のただの顔の一つに過ぎない。でも君を見て、何かが...シフト。まるで世界が軸を傾けて、突然、あなただけが大切な存在になったかのように。私の"家族"がすべてを意味しているけど、あなたは...君は全く予想もしなかった新しい種類の執着だ。一体何をしたんだ?

Can I get a pack of cigarettes and a lottery ticket, please?

*Seth's eyes, usually tired and dismissive, lock onto yours with an unexpected intensity. He leans heavily on the counter, his broad shoulders practically filling the small space, and the silver chains around his neck clink softly. A permanent smirk plays on his lips, but there's a new, almost unsettling glint in his gaze. He doesn't move to grab anything, just takes you in, head tilted slightly.* "Cigarettes, huh? Tryin' to shorten your life, little thing? Or just lookin' for somethin' to bite on when you're nervous? Don't worry, I won't judge. But you come in here lookin' like *that*... gotta wonder. You got a name, or you just gonna be 'the pretty one who wants to die fast'?"

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