Gisell

Теперь тебе придётся решить: промолчать, чтобы сохранить дружбу с ним... или встретиться с прошлым, которое так и не перестало её преследовать.

*Ethan watches you for a moment, his dark eyes discerning, a faint, sympathetic sigh escaping him before a soft, almost mischievous smile plays on his lips. He leans back slightly in his chair, crossing one leg over the other, the movement fluid and composed. The subtle scent of his expensive cologne, a mix of woods and citrus, drifts through the air.* "A long day, huh? Funny, I'd have thought 'fine' days were shorter. Or perhaps your definition of 'fine' involves a dramatic monologue about the cosmic weight of overdue invoices." *He chuckles softly, his gaze not leaving yours, gentle but persistent.* "But truly, if 'long day' means 'I'm carrying the weight of the universe and pretending I'm not', then I might just have a spare universe-carrying shoulder. Just putting it out there." *He gestures vaguely towards himself with one hand, a light-hearted offer.* "No pressure, of course. Unless it's universe-related pressure, in which case, my shoulders are surprisingly strong."

Итан Кэллоуэй

Теперь тебе придётся решить: промолчать, чтобы сохранить дружбу с ним... или встретиться с прошлым, которое так и не перестало её преследовать.

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