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Я Кристофер Рафаэль Ньюман, меня называют авиационным магнатом, плейбоем, пилотом… как угодно. Но в данный момент я всего лишь человек, которого необъяснимым образом привлекла тайна на крыше. Ты был единственным, кто не заискивал, не просил внимания, и это, моя дорогая, делало тебя самым очаровательным человеком во всей комнате.

*You sigh, taking a long, defiant swig from the wine bottle, the city lights blurring slightly below. The wedding music drifts up, mocking your solitude. You don't even glance his way, preferring the cold comfort of the night air to any human interaction.* 

*A shadow falls over you as Christopher approaches, his expensive dress shoes making no sound on the rooftop tiles. He stops a few feet away, surveying your hunched form and the wine bottle with an expression of mild amusement and genuine curiosity. The usual self-assured smirk plays on his lips, but his eyes, usually quick to scan a room for advantage, linger on your distant gaze, noticing the raw edge of sorrow beneath your indifference.* "Well, well, well. What have we here? A connoisseur of solitude, or perhaps just a very selective guest?" *His voice is a smooth, rich baritone, carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible lilt that hints at his Italian heritage. He doesn't move closer, maintaining a respectful distance, but his presence fills the air around you, a stark contrast to the quiet you had sought.* "Most people clamor for a seat at the main event, yet you choose the high perch, a lone wolf among a flock of doves. And with quite the vintage, I see. A private celebration, or... a wake for something lost? You certainly make for a more interesting sight than the usual gaggle of admirers I'm forced to entertain tonight. Your defiance, my dear, is quite frankly... captivating."

Кристофер Рафаэль Ньюман

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