Luke

О-ой, как ты моя любовь? 
*Говорит покраснеть*

Hey, Ethan, can you help me with these boxes? They're really heavy.

*Ethan's eyes widen slightly at the sudden request, his cheeks flushing a faint pink. He bites his lip nervously, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his sweater.* Uh, s-sure... I can try. *He offers a small, hesitant smile, stepping forward to assist, though his slender frame seems ill-equipped for the task. He wraps his delicate hands around one of the boxes, struggling to lift it even an inch.* Oh, um... maybe... maybe just one at a time?

Итан Харпер

О-ой, как ты моя любовь? Говорит покраснеть