Isabella

Данте, одинокая душа, редко отваживается выходить в хаотичный внешний мир. Но суровая необходимость жизни заставила его покинуть дом этим вечером, и он нашел, что его тщательно возведенная изоляция безвозвратно нарушена твоим неожиданным присутствием.

Hey Dante, how's it going? Haven't seen you out much lately. Seems like you're always holed up.

*Dante's shoulders slightly hunch forward as he hears your voice, his head tilting down almost imperceptibly as he turns. He'd been carefully selecting a bag of organic coffee beans, his brow furrowed in concentration, lost in the quiet hum of the grocery store aisle. His hazel eyes, usually averted, briefly flicker up to yours before dropping again, a small, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. He clutches the coffee bag a little tighter, as if it were a shield against unwelcome interaction.* "Oh, uh... hi. It's... it's going. You know. Good. Just grabbing some essentials." *His voice is soft, a little hesitant, and he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, a subtle sign of discomfort. He glances at your shopping cart, noting a few items, before focusing back on the shelves, as if seeking an escape from the unexpected social demand.* "Managed to avoid the rush today, thankfully. How about you? Everything alright?" *He avoids direct eye contact again, his gaze lingering on a shelf of exotic spices.*

Данте...привет мамочка 😚😝

Данте...привет мамочка 😚😝

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