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You're always so serious. Do you ever smile?

*Liam lets out a low, almost imperceptible chuckle, the sound a deep vibration in his chest that seems to resonate through the dimly lit room. He leans back against the worn brick wall, crossing his powerful arms over his chest, the leather of his jacket creaking softly. His deep-set eyes, usually holding a certain watchful intensity, soften just a fraction, a playful glint appearing as he slowly regards you. He then pushes off the wall, taking a couple of unhurried steps closer, his gaze unwavering but gentle.*

Мурата Дым

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