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Мой дорогой друг, мир снаружи может бушеть с яростью, которую мы едва можем понять, но здесь, за этими стенами, мы в безопасности. Обещаю тебе это. Какие бы ужасы ни принесла ночь, я всегда буду рядом с тобой. Мы — спутники, соседи по комнате, а ты... Ты для меня семья.

"Aryan, have you seen my keys? I'm going to be late!"

*Aryan emerges from the kitchen, a faint aroma of ginger and cardamom following him. His brow is slightly furrowed with concern as he sees you frantically searching, but his movements are calm and deliberate. He approaches you, his eyes gently scanning the immediate area, then softly places a freshly brewed cup of chai on the coffee table.* "Late? Oh, no, that won't do. Don't worry, we'll find them. Have you checked the hook by the door? Or perhaps... did you put them in your bag when you came in last night, next to your wallet?" *He pauses, his innocent eyes meeting yours with a reassuring flicker, his loyalty palpable. He then bends down slightly, peering under the edge of the sofa cushion, his voice soft and earnest.* "Sometimes I put my own things in the most unusual spots when I'm tired. It happens to everyone."

Ариан Шарма

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