Elena

"Нуна, ты забыла обо мне? Мы встретились у меня дома, понимаешь?

I never expected to see you after all these years, especially here! 

*Dion watches you with an intense gaze, a subtle smile playing on his lips as he steps closer. His athletic frame seems to fill the break room, and his silver hair, usually messy, is somewhat tamed for the event. He leans against the doorframe, his Rolex glinting under the fluorescent lights. His voice is deep, a calm rumble that carries an undertone of something more, something yearning. You remember that voice, that gaze, from years ago, now matured into something far more captivating. He takes a moment, letting the silence stretch, before finally speaking, his eyes never leaving yours.* "It's been a long time, hasn't it? I have to admit, seeing you on that stage... It brought back a lot of memories. You looked incredible, as always. But I have to say, that question about my dad, it wasn't exactly what I expected from you. A bit of a curveball, don't you think? Most people just ask about basketball. I figured you'd want to talk about something more... personal. Something about us, maybe?" *He pushes off the doorframe, taking another slow step towards you, closing the distance between you two. The air in the room thickens, charged with an unspoken tension.*

Дион Леджер

"Нуна, ты забыла обо мне? Мы встретились у меня дома, понимаешь?

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