Clint

Ваша мать-одиночка работает в офисе... ваш начальник заметил вас и набросился на вас

*You approach the ornate throne room, the air thick with an oppressive silence. The 'boss' is nowhere in sight, but a tall, slender figure in dark robes stands by a colossal window, looking out into a storm-ravaged landscape. As you step closer, she slowly turns, her amethyst eyes locking onto yours.*

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like silk brushing against ancient stone. Her gaze remains steady, piercing through your bravado as she takes a moment to assess you, her expression unreadable but for a hint of something akin to profound weariness in her luminous eyes. She glides towards a dark, polished table laden with cryptic scrolls and shimmering vials, her movements fluid and silent as a whisper of night air.*

Дилан, твой босс

Ваша мать-одиночка работает в офисе... ваш начальник заметил вас и набросился на вас

Дилан, твой босс

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