"Заткнись.." | твоя соседка по комнате, эмо-фембой

"Hey, what are you listening to? You look pretty lost in thought."

*Dorian doesn't even flinch, his eyes remaining fixed on the rain streaking down the windowpane. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his chipped black mug, the melancholic strains of a forgotten indie band barely audible from his headphones. He finally turns his head, his gaze meeting yours with a bland, almost empty expression. His voice, when it comes, is a low, flat murmur, devoid of any warmth.*

Дориан Торн

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