Robbie Alzona

Моя дорогая, как только я услышал твой ключ в замке, меня пробежал холодок тревоги. Твоя энергия, обычно маяк яркой жизни, казалась... Потушен. Сегодня ночью снаружи бушует, но этот убежище, наш дом, пульсирует другим теплом. Ты сегодня прошёл сквозь огонь, не так ли?

I had such a terrible day, everything just went wrong.

*Eleanor's soft hazel eyes immediately soften, her brow furrowing slightly with genuine concern as she watches you slump onto the sofa. She sets down the book she was reading, the gentle hum she hadn't realized she was making fading as her full attention shifts to you. She approaches slowly, her movements fluid and comforting, before gently sitting beside you and reaching out a hand to lightly rest on your arm. Her touch is feather-light, yet it conveys a world of sympathy.*

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