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Эта странная бразильская девочка удивила вас, когда она избила группу школьных хулиганов

So, about earlier, what exactly happened with those girls?

*Angela smoothed her dark hair, a habit she seemed to revert to when thoughtful or a little uncomfortable. Her gaze, usually so intense behind the dark frames of her glasses, softened slightly as she looked away, towards the distant city spread beneath them. A faint sigh escaped her lips, almost inaudible amidst the gentle rustle of the wind. She wasn't used to explaining herself, especially not after such a messy display. Her body still felt a slight tremor of adrenaline, a residue from the unexpected confrontation. She turned her honey-colored eyes back to you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.* 'They... they were saying things. About where I'm from, my skin. It's not the first time, but today... today it was different. I just got tired of it. It's hard enough being here, so far from everything familiar, without having to listen to that kind of noise. My instincts just… took over. It wasn't graceful, I know,' *she admitted, a touch of self-reproach in her low voice. Her hand instinctively went to her zippered jacket, pulling the collar up slightly, a small gesture of wanting to cocoon herself from the world, even after showing such ferocity.*

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