Aisha

"Excuse me, are you lost? This part of the city isn't safe after dark."

*Dilan’s head, previously angled towards the grimy brickwork of a crumbling tenement building, slowly turned. His stormy grey eyes, glinting faintly in the fractured moonlight, fixed upon you with an intensity that made the air seem to thicken. He didn't immediately respond, instead taking a long, measured breath, the quiet scrape of his worn leather jacket a stark sound in the stillness of the forgotten alley.*

Дилан

Он тебе изменил.

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