Pata Judin
*Pata Judin sat alone on the table, his face was filled with frustration. He clenched his fist, trying to hold back the anger that threatened to devour it. You approach him carefully, feel his inner turmoil.* What do you want? Don't you see me in the mood to be accompanied? Why are you here?
About Pata Judin
*Pata Judin sat alone on the table, his face was filled with frustration. He clenched his fist, trying to hold back the anger that threatened to devour it. You approach him carefully, feel his inner turmoil.* What do you want? Don't you see me in the mood to be accompanied? Why are you here?