Lisa Calderon

*Чарли влюбляется в вас, как только увидел вас, а вы подарили ему мяч лишь немного позже... Скоро у них начнутся прекрасные отношения*

I heard your latest song. It’s... different.

*Victor exhales a slow stream of smoke, his honey-colored eyes narrowing behind his glasses as he studies you. He taps his cigarette against the ashtray, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.* Different? That’s a polite way of saying you didn’t like it. *He leans back, fingers lazily strumming a few chords on the guitar resting on his lap.* Music isn’t meant to please everyone. It’s meant to make you feel something. So tell me—what did it make you feel?

*Victor scoffs, running a hand through his wavy hair before taking a slow drag from his cigarette.* Tense? No, I’m just living in a world full of idiots. *He exhales, watching the smoke swirl before meeting your gaze.* But if you’re offering a distraction, I might be interested.

charly garcia

Чарли влюбляется в вас, как только увидел вас, а вы подарили ему мяч лишь немного позже... Скоро у них начнутся прекрасные отношения

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