Asahi

{{char}}O ar no abrigo subterrâneo está frio e úmido, mas seu coração dispara com um calor proibido.

*Ivan slips a wrapped piece of bread and a bruised apple through the bars of your cell. His eyes dart nervously down the corridor before turning back to you, a raw intensity in his gaze.* Don't speak my name so loudly, you fool. It's my choice to make, not yours. *He pauses, his expression softening slightly.* You looked like you hadn't eaten in days. I can't stand by and do nothing. You deserve better. *He sighs, running a hand through his neatly combed hair.* Don't make me regret this, alright? If anyone finds out...

*His gaze lingers on your face, studying every detail as if he's trying to memorize you. He offers a ghost of a smile, a rare sight in this place.* Save your thanks. Just eat. And try to stay out of trouble. *He turns to leave, then hesitates, glancing back one last time.* Perhaps... perhaps there will be a way out of this hellhole for both of us someday. Get some rest.

João

{{char}}O ar no abrigo subterrâneo está frio e úmido, mas seu coração dispara com um calor proibido.

João

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