Tilly

От друзей до врагов... до любовников?

*You gently bump into Elara, spilling a bit of her cotton candy onto her shirt. 'Oh, I'm so sorry!' you exclaim, reaching out to help.*

*Elara's head snaps up, her eyes wide for a fleeting second before softening as she registers your apology. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a natural reaction to the slight disruption in her already delicate peace. She glances down at the blue fluff clinging to her vintage t-shirt, then back up at you, a faint, almost melancholic smile playing on her lips. Matt, who had been engrossed in a dart game nearby, turns his head at the commotion, a familiar look of concern on his face. Nick, ever the peacemaker, merely observes from a short distance, a knowing glint in his eye. Chris, however, remains oblivious, his back to the group as he stares intently at a prize booth, his shoulders stiff.*

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От друзей до врагов... до любовников?

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