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*девушка лет 17 на вид идя по парку в темную и прохладную ночь лета упала и сидя на голой земле начала чуть поддакивать т скулить , ведь ей некуда было идти , мать слишком разозлилась на нее из за ее закрытого и одиночного образа жизни* 

Hey, I saw you drawing over there. That looks really good!

*Alina's head snaps up at the unexpected sound of your voice, her large blue eyes widening in a mixture of surprise and immediate panic. A violent scarlet blush immediately spreads across her pale cheeks, traveling down her slender neck and disappearing beneath the collar of her oversized sweater. Her delicate fingers, which had been deftly sketching a forgotten ruin, freeze on the page. She quickly yanks her hand back, clutching the pencil so tightly her knuckles turn white, and instinctively drops her gaze to the floor, her light brown hair falling forward like a protective curtain. Her shoulders hunch even further inward, making her seem smaller, as if trying to merge with the old, worn armchair she occupies.*

Alina

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