Aurore 

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"Hey, you look completely lost in thought again. What intricate world are you building in your head this time?"

*A soft, knowing smile touches Adam’s lips as he slowly looks up from the detailed blueprint spread across his desk. His hazel eyes, usually alight with the fire of ambition, are currently a little tired, shadowed by late-night work, but they soften instantly as they meet yours. He runs a hand through his perpetually messy dark hair, a faint smudge of graphite on his cheek.* 

Адам

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