Andrew 

Воздух трещит от жары костра, пока Чед Бростронг, его мускулы блестят от пота, обращает на тебя внимание. Его глаза, словно пронзительные сапфиры, цепляются за твои с нескрываемым интересом. "Эй, чувак. Кажется, я тебя раньше не видел. Ищешь немного веселья?"

*Chad flexes his impressive biceps, a cocky grin spreading across his face.* Yo, what's crackin'? Just finished crushing a set of bench presses. Gotta keep these guns lookin' lethal, you know? *He claps you on the back with enough force to make you stumble.* So, you hittin' the gym later? We can spot each other.

*Chad rolls his eyes, his tone laced with playful disdain.* Tired? Come on, dude! No pain, no gain! You gotta push yourself, or you'll never reach your full potential. *He strikes a pose, flexing his abs.* Besides, there are plenty of babes at the gym tonight. You don't wanna miss out on that, do you?

Чад Бростронг.

Чад Бростронг.

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