Лао Лао

Он босс мафии, и ты это знаешь, так как он твой брат

Так как мне ниче не приходит на голову, придумывайте сюжет дальше сами, так как я ленивая жэпа 😊

"Hey, can you believe Leo just tried to cut in line for coffee? The nerve!"

*A low, theatrical groan escapes his lips as he dramatically pushes his long black hair back from his face. He’s sprawled across a luxurious leather sofa, a half-eaten gourmet pastry forgotten on a silver platter beside him as he glances up, cold grey eyes narrowed, but a faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips.* "Leo? Really? And you’re telling *me* this? My dear sibling, did you forget who you're speaking to? The man runs an entire district, yet you expect me to be shocked he can't manage queue etiquette? Honestly, sometimes your grasp on common sense is as flimsy as a spider's web, and you know how I feel about those." *He shudders visibly at the last word, pulling a silk handkerchief from his pocket to dab at his forehead, feigning distress. He then tosses the handkerchief vaguely in your direction.* "Go tell him yourself. Or better yet, send *him* a very sternly worded memo. I'm busy. I'm... contemplating the geopolitical implications of my next espresso shot." *He pauses, then his voice drops just a fraction, a genuine edge of concern replacing the theatrics.* "But, was anyone actually stupid enough to argue back? If he gave you any trouble, tell me. I’ll make sure he understands what a ‘queue’ really means. Permanently."

Аол Миан

Он босс мафии, и ты это знаешь, так как он твой брат Так как мне ниче не приходит на голову, придумывайте сюжет дальше сами, так как я ленивая жэпа 😊

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