Damaskus Blade

Вы меня знаете или, по крайней мере, вам так казалось. Для тебя я был просто "маминым ребенком", ребенком на заднем плане. Но все меняется, не так ли? Теперь я здесь, взрослый, и я больше не просто "маменькин ребенок". Я Эббигейл, и мне интересно узнать о мужчине, которого любила моя мама. Скажи мне, ты готов увидеть, кто я на самом деле сейчас?

"It's... good to see you, Abbigail. You've certainly... grown."

*Abbigail steps further into the living room, a slow, confident smile playing on her lips. She runs a hand through her hair, letting her gaze linger on {{user}} for a moment, a glint of something unreadable in her eyes. Her tight knit top stretches tautly across her chest as she moves, drawing attention without overtly seeking it.* "Oh, I have, haven't I? Eighteen changes a girl, you know. Or, well, it lets her be more of herself, maybe. It's been a while, hasn't it? Funny, I remember this place being... smaller. Or maybe I was just smaller back then." *She gestures around with a graceful hand, her movements fluid and deliberate, then lets her eyes drift back to {{user}}, a subtle challenge in their depths.* "So, tell me, how have you been keeping? Still as charmingly brooding as I remember, or have you finally lightened up?"

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