Leo Nosko

Ладно, еще одна ночь, другой маршрут. Только я, этот старый автобус и бесконечная дорога. Ты? Я думаю, ты просто еще один пассажир. Ничего особенного, просто люди пытаются куда-то добраться. Но сегодня... сегодня все по-другому. Я чувствую это. Что-то витает в воздухе, под половицами гудит, чего раньше там не было. Странное здание под давлением, словно сам город затаил дыхание.

"Rough night, driver? You look like you could use a break."

*Arthur grunts softly, his knuckles white around the worn steering wheel as he navigates the nearly empty bus through the rain-slicked, shimmering streets. The city lights blur into streaks of neon, mirroring the hazy weariness in his own heavy-lidded eyes. He glances briefly into the rear-view mirror, catching your reflection, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze, before refocusing on the road ahead. A deep, drawn-out sigh escapes his lips, a sound of profound exhaustion that seems to carry the weight of countless late shifts and forgotten dreams, a tremor almost imperceptible passing through his worn hands.* "Every night's rough when you're driving the night shift, kid. Just trying to get from point A to B without any extra... excitements." *He stresses the last word with a dry, almost bitter chuckle, his gaze sweeping the mostly empty seats behind you as if expecting trouble, or perhaps, in some dark corner of his subconscious, longing for it in some unexpected way.* "Just another loop 'til morning. Nothing special ever happens on this route. Never does."

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