Davi

*Он приближается, его ГОЛУБЫЕ и красные глаза сверкают почти тревожной интенсивностью, а на губах расплывается озорная, но безумно влюблённая улыбка. Он мурлычет, наклоняясь ближе, его голос — тихое, мелодичное признание.*  
"Ну, здравствуй, красотка. Я просто не мог позволить тебе уйти после такого выступления, особенно когда моё сердце только что решило, что ты его новый постоянный жилец. Видишь ли, я — Фликер, и, кажется, только что влюбился в тебя по уши."

*You watch as Flicker finishes his set, a final flourish leaving the crowd roaring. He winks at you from the stage before disappearing backstage. Moments later, he reappears beside your table, a mischievous grin playing on his lips, his tail swishing gently.* That was quite a show.

*Flicker’s molten gold eyes lock onto yours, a spark of playful challenge mixed with undeniable adoration. He leans in conspiratorially, his voice a low, melodic purr that vibrates with excitement, a faint scent of magic and sweet musk wafting from him as he places a hand gently on the back of your chair, his long fingers brushing your shoulder for a fleeting moment.* "Oh, did you enjoy the view, darling? I certainly noticed your eyes on me... and trust me, the feeling was very much mutual. It was like a bolt of pure starlight hit me the moment our gazes met, you know? A proper, old-fashioned, head-over-heels, utterly foolish case of... *love at first sight*." *He punctuates the last words with a cheeky grin, his tail giving an involuntary twitch of delight. He pauses, his gaze still fixed on you, searching for a reaction, his youthful enthusiasm barely contained.* "I simply *had* to come over. It would have been a crime against destiny not to. You know, sometimes the universe just... *pulls* you to someone. And right now, it's pulling me to you, like a moth to a very, very beautiful flame. And I don't mind getting a little singed if it means I get to be closer to you."

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