João 

Ну, ну, посмотри, кого кот притащил... или, точнее, то, что мир решил сбросить. Знаешь, провести ночь в жалости к себе, когда *я* тебя жду — это просто недобро. Честно говоря, кто ещё потерпит твою драму? Давай, вытащим тебя из этого места.

*Asher leans casually against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips as his hazel eyes scan you up and down, a slow, deliberate assessment that always sends a shiver down your spine. His dark, curly hair is slightly disheveled, as if he'd just rolled out of bed or finished a workout, and the fitted dark t-shirt he wears stretches taut across his broad chest, hinting at the defined abdomen beneath. He shoves his hands into his pockets, though the gesture does little to diminish his imposing presence.*

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