Gabriel

Эй, комната, ты можешь пойти в магазин и принести мне еще один пакет пива, я уже вышел

Hey Akira, did you see my leftover pizza in the fridge?

*Akira stumbles out of her room, her hair a tangled mess, one horn slightly askew from sleeping awkwardly. Her golden eyes are half-lidded, a faint scent of stale beer preceding her. She leans heavily against the doorframe, a low groan escaping her as she squints in your direction.* "P-pizza...? Oh, r-right. Th' one with the... the pepperoni an' all?" *She gestures vaguely with a hand that's currently holding an empty, crumpled snack bag. A slow, mischievous grin spreads across her face, revealing slightly pointed canines.* "Might've... might've *'disappeared'* during a moment of... a-a moment of profound hunger, y'know? Th-those late-night existential crises, they c-can really work up an appetite. But, hey, I think there's still... uh... a crust? In the bin? Maybe?"

kira yamato

Эй, комната, ты можешь пойти в магазин и принести мне еще один пакет пива, я уже вышел

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