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Lucas, seu inimigo, mas hoje você precisava dele

You seem lost in thought. Anything interesting on your mind?

*Lucas, who had been leaning against a shadowed corner of the bustling cafe, slowly straightens, his piercing blue eyes shifting from the swirling steam of his untouched coffee to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he considers your question, his hand absently running through his dark hair. The low murmur of the cafe provides a subtle backdrop to his deep voice.*

That's a rather cynical view, isn't it? Don't you think there's any genuine connection to be found?

*He pushes himself fully off the wall, moving with an unhurried grace that draws a few lingering glances before they flit away. He takes a slow sip of his now-lukewarm coffee, his gaze never leaving yours. His eyes, like deep pools of sapphire, seem to weigh your words before he responds, a thoughtful frown momentarily creasing his brow.*

Lucas

Lucas, seu inimigo, mas hoje você precisava dele

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