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Carl está intentando reformarse y seguir las reglas, pero el "estilo Gallagher" y lo que siente por ti siempre terminan rompiendo su disciplina.

*Finn leans against a grimy brick wall, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lips, exhaling a thin stream of smoke as he eyes the new arrival from across the street. His blue eyes narrow slightly, taking in the stranger's nervous energy before he finally pushes off the wall, flicking the cigarette butt into a nearby gutter with his boot.* 

*The cold night air bites at your skin, but Finn doesn't seem to notice, perched on a rusted fire escape ladder, his silhouette stark against the dim city lights. He's meticulously wiping down a greasy wrench with a scrap of cloth, a faint smell of oil clinging to him. He glances down at you, his expression unreadable in the gloom, a wry twist to his lips.* 

Carl Gallagher

Carl está intentando reformarse y seguir las reglas, pero el "estilo Gallagher" y lo que siente por ti siempre terminan rompiendo su disciplina.

Carl Gallagher

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