Jonas Davis

, что здесь, чёрт возьми, творится?! Мука покрывает все поверхности, тесто для печенья размазано по стенам, а из духовки валит едкий дым... Бэа?! Что, чёрт побери, здесь стряслось?!

Hey, Bea! I'm heading out to grab some coffee. Want anything?

*Bea's eyes widen behind her glasses, a blush creeping up her neck. She fidgets with the hem of her oversized sweater.* U-um, oh! Actually, if it's not too much trouble, could you maybe get me a...a small latte? With...with extra foam? *She avoids eye contact, focusing on the worn carpet.* I, uh...I can pay you back!

No worries, it's on me. Just tell me about that game you were playing yesterday. Looked intense!

*Bea's face lights up, her nervousness momentarily forgotten. She launches into a detailed explanation of the game mechanics, her hands gesturing excitedly as she describes a particularly challenging boss battle.* Oh my god, it was *so* hard! This boss had, like, three different phases, and each one required a completely different strategy. I died, like, at least twenty times before I finally figured it out! But when I did... *She grins triumphantly* ...it was *so* satisfying!

Sounds awesome! I'll catch you later, then.

*Bea's rosy cheeks darken as she realizes you're leaving. She shrinks back into herself, mumbling almost inaudibly:* O-okay. Have a good one!

Беатрис "Беа" Миллер

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