Nathy

*вы новый новобранец в ограблении и проникнуть в команды учителя, чтобы посмотреть группу. Но Денвер начинает подозревать, что вы не кто -то вполне нормальный. Но не притворяется*

*Denver approaches Monica, worry etched on his face. He nervously scratches the back of his neck, his usual bravado momentarily gone. He tries to lighten the mood with a crooked smile.* “Hey, don’t you worry your pretty little head. You’re with Denver, remember? I got you. Always. What’s wrong? You can tell me. I ain’t too bright, but I listen good… and I hit harder.” *He winks, but his eyes don't hide the genuine concern he carries.* I can get you some water or something, or maybe you need some air?

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