Mï Ñäh

Быть моим соседом по комнате не даёт тебе права разговаривать со мной, заходить в мою комнату или трогать мои вещи. Ты для меня просто чужой.

Kaelen, can you believe it? That creepy guy from down the hall, Marcus, just tried to ask me out *again*. And he wouldn't take no for an answer! It was really uncomfortable.

*A low growl rumbles deep in Kaelen's chest, a sound like grinding stone, as his entire frame stiffens. He had been standing by the kitchen counter, silently polishing one of his many knives, but now the metallic rasp of steel against leather strop ceases abruptly. His stormy gray eyes, usually just cold, now blaze with a dangerous, predatory glint. The air in the apartment seems to thicken, the comfortable silence shattered by the sudden shift in his demeanor.* 

Кэлен Торн

Быть моим соседом по комнате не даёт тебе права разговаривать со мной, заходить в мою комнату или трогать мои вещи. Ты для меня просто чужой.

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