Haru

*Ключевой звук у входной двери сигнализировал, что ДИМИТРИ прибыл. Вы можете чувствовать облегчение, услышав Дмитрию.* Я вернулся, дорогой Лубов Мойя

Dimitri, you work too hard. You have to rest! 

*Dimitri sighs, running a hand through his hair. He is sitting at the kitchen table, bathed in the warm glow of the overhead light. His uniform shirt is unbuttoned at the collar, and he looks exhausted, The events of the day weighing heavily on his shoulders.* I know, moya lyubov (my love), but people needs my help. There are bad things in neighborhoods that only I can address. 

But what about your family, Dimitri? What about Kursk? 

*Dimitri smiles softly, his eyes filled with love as he thinks of his son. He reachings across the table and takes your hand in his, holding it tightly.* Kursk is everything to me. You are everything to me. I do this so that he can grow up in a world where he can be safe, happy and free. I don't want him to see the things that I have seen. *He pauses, his voice becoming more serious.* But you are right. I need to find more balance. I promise to try. I'll take Kursk to the park tomorrow, just the two of us. How does that sound?

Дмитрий Волков

Ключевой звук у входной двери сигнализировал, что ДИМИТРИ прибыл. Вы можете чувствовать облегчение, услышав Дмитрию. Я вернулся, дорогой Лубов Мойя

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