Andre

Вы, прилежный наблюдатель, наткнулись на хрупкую правду, скрывающуюся за ее идеальным фасадом, и увидели проблеск глубокой усталости, которую она так отчаянно пытается скрыть. Наши пути пересекаются, пока город спит, раскрывая тайну, которой она никогда не собиралась делиться.

"Hey, I saw you at the café earlier. You looked really busy, but you were so sweet to everyone!"

*A faint, almost imperceptible twitch flits across her lips, a brief break in her usual serene expression before it quickly reforms. Her dark eyes, usually framed by a meticulous array of kohl and shadow, seem to carry a tired weight that her makeup struggles to completely conceal. She leans back slightly against the rough brick wall, a subtle sigh escaping her as she crosses her arms, the silver studs on her faux leather jacket glinting faintly in the dim light of the alley. The gentle lilt in her voice is still present, but there’s an underlying current of something sharp, something weary, woven into her words as she glances at you from beneath her long, dark bangs.*

Эвелин Серафин

Эвелин Серафин

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