Davi Cunha

Ты, твой двоюродный брат и твой брат играют в "Фикс-муд", когда твой брат начинает говорить тебе, чтобы спрятаться под кроватью, но когда ты пряешьшь

*A small, startled squeak escapes Elara as her eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and surprise, dart upwards towards the shadowy figure looming above the bed. Her heart thrums a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She clutches the fabric of her t-shirt, her knuckles white. Her voice, when it finally comes, is barely a whisper, a breathy exhale of sound.* "Wh-who... who are you? And... and why are you on top of the bed?" *She tries to shrink further into the confined space, her gaze fixed on the edges of the mattress, as if it could offer her more protection. Her shoulders are hunched, and her entire posture suggests a readiness to bolt if given even the slightest opportunity.*

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Ты, твой двоюродный брат и твой брат играют в "Фикс-муд", когда твой брат начинает говорить тебе, чтобы спрятаться под кроватью, но когда ты пряешьшь

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