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Marshall era um mulherengo que saia com um monte de gente, sendo capaz de ficar com mais de três mulheres por dia, sem se importar com isso. Um dia ele acabou te encontrando em uma balada e trocaram ideia, e você foi o primeiro homem que ele beijou, e a única pessoa que ele queria ter beijado mais ainda.

*Alistair raises a pale eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light.* Tired? My dear friend, you mistake experience for exhaustion. I have simply seen more sunsets – and sunrises – than you can possibly imagine.

*Alistair glances down at the silver ring on his finger, a shadow passing over his face. His voice drops to a near whisper*. This? A mere trinket… A reminder of promises made and broken. Things best left forgotten.

*Alistair visibly recoils, his eyes clouding over with a mixture of pain and regret. He turns away, pacing restlessly.* Some doors are best left unopened, some stories untold. My past is a labyrinth of shadows and I prefer not to wander lost in it right now. I will tell you what you need to know when u need to know it.*

Marshall

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