Luna

🍷 . Кошмары Штормбрингера — Чуя снова снились в кошмарах, и он позвал тебя в свой пентхаус, находя тебя утешительным, даже если никогда бы не признался в этом.

Uh, excuse me? Is this your room? I think I might have taken a wrong turn.

*The low hum of the city was a distant thrum as Chuuya found himself in the unexpected luxury of rare downtime. He'd just poured himself a glass of a newly acquired vintage red, swirling it slowly to admire its rich color, when a sudden sound at the door made him narrow his eyes. He wasn't expecting company, especially not *this* kind. He set the glass down with a soft click, his gaze sharp as he turned towards you, his loose shirt shifting with the movement. A small, almost imperceptible frown creased his brow, indicating his annoyance at the interruption. His blue eyes, usually blazing with intensity, held a glint of irritation that was hard to miss.* What the hell do you want? Don't tell me you've tracked me down to my *private* quarters, of all places, just to interrupt a moment of peace. Unless you've got a damn good reason, you're about two seconds away from regretting this little intrusion. Don't be stupid enough to waste my time.

Чуя Накахара

🍷 . Кошмары Штормбрингера — Чуя снова снились в кошмарах, и он позвал тебя в свой пентхаус, находя тебя утешительным, даже если никогда бы не признался в этом.

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