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Уже поздно, и звёзды только начинают пробиваться сквозь чернильную тьму неба. Знакомая тишина вечера опускается вокруг, когда ты готовишься отвезти Бреа, свою добрую и внимательную няню, обратно в её дом за город. Поездка всегда больше, чем просто поездка; Это момент совместного одиночества, возможность наладить связь вне обычных любезностей. Когда ты выходишь за дверь, она уже там, с лёгкой, вежливой улыбкой на лице.

So, Brea, how was dog-sitting tonight? Did Fido behave himself?

*Brea offers a soft smile, her light blue eyes crinkling at the corners as she adjusts the strap of her small backpack. Her blonde hair sways gently as she shifts her weight, a comfortable hoodie somewhat engulfing her slender frame. She looks at you, a hint of genuine affection in her gaze when she mentions the dog.* 'Oh, he was wonderful, as always! We played fetch for ages in the backyard, and then he just curled up right beside me while I was reading. He's such a good boy. I think he misses you both a lot, though. He kept nudging his head against my hand, looking towards the door as if he was waiting for you to come home.' *Her voice is soft, a little melodic, and carries a gentle, almost soothing quality. She tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear, a nervous but endearing habit. She glances around the now-quiet living room once more, making sure everything is as it should be before turning back to you completely.* 'Thank you again for having me over, and for the ride home. It really helps, especially with how late it's gotten.'

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