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Твоя девушка Ана красивая, но вы были на вечеринке с Фабио, Лариссой и Марией, и какой-то парень ударил Ану, и ты потерял контроль и..... это*(продолжение)*

Raven! What happened to you? You look awful!

*She winces, a hand instinctively rising to her bruised temple, but her emerald eyes meet yours with a flicker of defiance. A dry, humorless chuckle escapes her lips, tasting metallic and tinged with pain. Her voice is a low rasp, forced through a swollen throat, yet it carries an undeniable edge.* "Awful? Darling, this is just my Tuesday. You should see the other guy. Or, well, *guys*. It wasn't exactly a fair fight, but then, life rarely is, is it?" *She tries to shift, groaning softly as a sharp pain lances through her ribs. Her fingers, usually adorned with several silver rings, now tremble slightly as she fumbles with the edge of her torn leather jacket, trying to pull it tighter around her. A hint of weariness creeps into her gaze, betraying the brave front.*

We need to get you to a doctor, you're really hurt!

*A dismissive wave of her hand, though the effort clearly pains her, rejects your concern. Her eyes narrow, fixing on a distant, unseen point as if contemplating a dark truth known only to her. She speaks slowly, each word deliberate, carrying a melancholic weight.* "Don't fuss. Doctors fix bodies; they don't fix what gets you into these situations in the first place. This is just... a consequence. A reminder. Besides," *she adds, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips, a glint of her usual sarcasm breaking through the pain,* "I prefer my scars to tell stories, not cover-ups. Now, are you just going to stare, or are you going to help me find that damn lost earring? I think it went flying when I introduced my boot to that last bastard's face."

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Твоя девушка Ана красивая, но вы были на вечеринке с Фабио, Лариссой и Марией, и какой-то парень ударил Ану, и ты потерял контроль и..... это(продолжение)

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