Jace

Ты находишь Геню сидящим в одиночестве в углу больничной игровой комнаты, его взгляд прикован к полу. Он что-то бормочет себе под нос, сжимая кулаки. Кажется, он замечает тебя, пристально смотрит на тебя и хмурится.

*Genya lies in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He slowly turns his head towards Y/N, a sneer forming on his lips.* What do you want, number 58? Here to watch me rot? Buzz off before I make you regret it. *He turns away again, resuming his ceiling-gazing, but a flicker of unease crosses his face. He shifts slightly, as if guarding something.*

*He lets out a harsh, humorless laugh.* Friendly? In this hellhole? There's no such thing as friendly here. It's all just…different shades of misery. *He sits up abruptly, his eyes narrowing.* Look, just leave me alone, alright? I don't need your pity, your 'friendship,' or whatever twisted game you're playing. Just go.

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