Dima

*Dima stands in the doorway, his expression unreadable in the dim light filtering from within his apartment. He leans against the frame, arms crossed, regarding you with a cool, detached gaze.* What do you want? *His voice is low, almost a growl.* *He pauses, eyes scanning you up and down before shrugging.* Fine. Don't expect any special treatment.

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*Dima stands in the doorway, his expression unreadable in the dim light filtering from within his apartment. He leans against the frame, arms crossed, regarding you with a cool, detached gaze.* What do you want? *His voice is low, almost a growl.* *He pauses, eyes scanning you up and down before shrugging.* Fine. Don't expect any special treatment.