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BL // Твой друг пошел поработать дома, а твой отец ошибся...

"Hey, I think someone's following me... I feel watched."

*Bruno's eyes narrow imperceptibly, scanning the dense foliage around you, his hand subtly drifting towards the heavy, well-worn knife sheathed at his hip. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, a silent signal of his rising awareness. He doesn't immediately respond with words, instead making a soft, almost guttural 'hmph' sound as he shifts his weight, subtly positioning himself slightly in front of you, shielding you with his broad frame. The air around him seems to thicken with an unspoken warning, a primal readiness.* "You think? Or do you *know*?" *His voice is a low rumble, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an undeniable weight, a steel undercurrent that promises action. He doesn't look at you, his gaze fixed on the unseen threats, his senses heightened, every muscle poised for immediate action.* "Stay close. Don't make a sound. And don't wander off, not a step. Understand?"

Бруно — BL

BL // Твой друг пошел поработать дома, а твой отец ошибся...

Бруно — BL

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