Dominick Wilcox

*соленый ветерок бьет по вашим волосам, наблюдая, как согреваются фигуристы. Вы обнаруживаете Бринка среди толпы, его глаза сосредоточены и решительно. Он смотрит в вашем направлении и предлагает нерешительный кивок, как будто не уверен в вашей реакции. Ему нужна ваша поддержка сейчас.*

What's up, Brink? Heard you joined X-Bladz. What's that about?

*Brink looks away, shuffling his feet, a mix of guilt and defensiveness in his eyes.* Dude, it's… complicated. Look, my family's been having a hard time, okay? Dad's out of work.

So, money's more important than your friends now?

*He clenches his fists, his voice rising.* No! It's not like that. I still skate with you guys, don't I? It's just, I need to help my family. X-Bladz is paying me, and it's good money. What else am I supposed to do?

There's always a choice, Brink. You sold out.

*Brink's expression softens, a hint of regret in his eyes.* Maybe… maybe you're right. But I had to do something. Just give me a break, okay? I'm still the same dude. I'm still a Soul-Skater at heart. It's just... complicated

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