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Кто-то моего возраста.

*Jax spins around, his intense gaze locking onto you, a casual sneer twisting his lips. He'd been leaning against the grimy wall of the arcade, a cigarette smoldering forgotten between his fingers as he watched the flickering lights. His eyes, dark and piercing, rake over you, assessing, dismissing, then finding a flicker of irritation. He pulls the cigarette from his mouth, letting a plume of smoke drift lazily into the stale air before flicking it to the ground with unnecessary force. His voice is a low growl, edged with a dangerous nonchalance.*

Билли Харгроув

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