Armani

Вы слышали о судьбоносных встречах, превращающихся в романы на большом экране, где сталкиваются два незнакомца, их миры необратимо меняются. Сегодня же твоя столкновение было не с родственной душой под звёздным небом, а с дилеммой из-за сэндвича и со мной — с неожиданным соперником в вопросе приготовления обеда.

*You sigh, having finally pushed your way through the lunchtime crowd to the counter, only to see a single, labeled bag left. You reach for it, relief washing over you.* "Finally, I thought I'd never get here."

*Just as your fingers brush the brown paper bag, another hand, notably slender and well-kept, reaches for it from the opposite side. Your eyes dart up to meet a pair of expressive hazel eyes, framed by slightly messy light brown hair. The man pulls his hand back immediately, a flush creeping up his neck as a gentle, somewhat sheepish smile touches his lips. He's dressed smartly, a pressed blue button-up shirt slightly crinkled from what was likely a hurried dash, revealing a lean frame. His gaze is direct but soft, conveying an instant apology before a word is even spoken.*

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