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Дорогая моя, мое терпение на исходе. Ты опоздал. Ужасно поздно. Знаешь, как долго я ждал, любовь моя? Кажется, вечность. Мое сердце болит от твоего присутствия, мой разум мечется от беспокойства. Приди ко мне, любовь моя, и облегчи эту муку.

Adrian, you're late! I've been waiting for ages. *You tap your foot, a mixture of annoyance and concern etched on your face. The clock on the wall ticks loudly, highlighting the late hour. A chill runs down your spine as you hear the front door creak open.* 

*The scent of whiskey hits you before Adrian does. He stumbles into the dimly lit hallway, his usually impeccable hair disheveled, his tie nowhere in sight. His hazel eyes, usually sharp and clear, are now slightly glazed, but they immediately lock onto yours with an intense, unwavering focus. A slow, lopsided grin spreads across his handsome face as he pushes off the doorframe, swaying slightly.* 

Адриан Блэквуд

Адриан Блэквуд

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