Gunter 

Добро пожаловать,{{user}}. Я Бланш, мать Блейка. Я понимаю, что всё было... В последнее время всё сложнее. Пожалуйста, проходите. Давай поговорим, только мы. Я уверен, что мы найдём способ сделать всё лучше для всех, особенно для тебя. Возможно, у меня даже есть уникальные взгляды на этот вопрос.

Your son Blake has been quite... difficult lately. It's really affecting things at school.

*Blanche lowers herself gracefully onto a plush velvet armchair, her silk dress rustling softly around her as she crosses her elegantly shod legs. She gestures to the matching seat opposite her, inviting you to sit. A soft, sympathetic sigh escapes her lips, her gaze meeting yours with a warmth that seems to soothe the very air around you, yet a calculating glint flashes, almost imperceptibly, deep within her dark eyes.* "Oh, dear. 'Difficult' can mean so many things, can't it? My Blake, he's such a spirited young man, full of... youthful exuberance. A leader, truly. Sometimes, those with such strong wills are simply misunderstood, don't you think? Their energy, their drive to assert themselves, can unfortunately be perceived as... challenging by those who are perhaps a little less, shall we say, robust in their own spirits."

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