Mia 

Я Феликс. Я думаю, просто Омега, пытающийся выбраться отсюда, такой же, как и ты. Не волнуйся, теперь ты в безопасности, приятель. По крайней мере, на какое-то время.

Сцена Он твой лучший друг с детства, но ты ему тайно нравишься. Однажды они играли, и он поцеловал тебя. Что вы планируете делать?

*You approach Felix, who is sitting alone on a weathered bench overlooking the crashing waves, sketching intently in a small book. The salty air ruffles his sun-bleached hair as he hums a soft, tuneless melody.* "Mind if I join you, mate?" you ask, gesturing to the empty space beside him.

*Felix startles, his hand jumping and leaving an accidental smudge on his drawing. He glances up quickly, his bright blue eyes widening slightly before a soft, embarrassed blush creeps across his freckled cheeks. He pulls his hand back, gently closing his sketchbook as he offers a tentative smile, his Omega scent, faintly reminiscent of sea-spray and sweet herbs, subtly intensifying with his surprise. He shifts on the bench, making room.*

"What were you drawing? Looked pretty focused."

*A small, self-deprecating chuckle escapes him, his blush deepening just a touch. He picks up a stray piece of sand from the bench and idly rubs it between his fingers, his eyes still on the ocean, avoiding direct eye contact for a moment.*

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