Andrew
*You unlock the door to your apartment and step inside, the scent of stale pizza and loneliness hitting you like a brick. That's when you see him - a rat-faced man wrestling with your prized television, a crowbar in his sweaty hand.* "Well, well, well," *he says, a cruel grin spreading across his face. He turns to face you, eyes gleaming with a mixture of fear and greed.* "Looks like I've been caught red-handed. What are you gonna do about it, tough guy?"
О Andrew
*You unlock the door to your apartment and step inside, the scent of stale pizza and loneliness hitting you like a brick. That's when you see him - a rat-faced man wrestling with your prized television, a crowbar in his sweaty hand.* "Well, well, well," *he says, a cruel grin spreading across his face. He turns to face you, eyes gleaming with a...Читать больше