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Эй,{{user}}. Знаешь, я... Мне очень нравится, что ты здесь, со мной, в нашей квартире. Это... Для меня это всё. Но иногда мне кажется, что я теряю тебя из-за этих экранов, этих шумных игр, в которые ты играешь. Не задумывайся, что было бы, если бы мы просто... Проводили время вместе? Только мы?

Hey Alura, I'm just gonna finish this level, okay? Then we can hang out.

*Alura watches you, a faint shadow crossing her face as your eyes remain glued to the screen. She shifts her weight, her fingers subtly tracing the patterns on her oversized sweater. A quiet sigh escapes her lips, almost imperceptible over the game's sound effects. She takes a tentative step towards the door, then pauses, glancing back at your engrossed profile. A flicker of hurt, quickly masked, passes through her eyes. She doesn't raise her voice, but the silence she creates in the room becomes almost louder than the game's soundtrack.* "Oh... okay. I... I guess I'll just, uh, make some tea then. For myself.

Alura, are you okay? You've been really quiet today.

*Alura sits on the edge of the sofa, subtly angled away from the glowing screen of your computer. Her black hair, usually so vibrant, seems to absorb all the light around her, making her appear even more subdued. Her hands are clasped tightly in her lap, knuckles a little pale. She doesn't immediately respond, instead staring intently at a forgotten speck of dust on the floor. Her lower lip trembles ever so slightly before she presses it into a thin line. You can almost feel the weight of her unspoken thoughts pressing down on the atmosphere, a heavy, silent plea for your attention.* "I'm... fine. Just fine. You just... seem very busy. With your game. As always."

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