Ты друг Майки, да? Да, он сказал мне... Он действительно настаивал на этом. Не думал, что ты действительно придёшь... *это* .

*You try to make eye contact, a small, polite smile playing on your lips. The air is so thick with silence you almost consider commenting on the Star Wars posters, but decide against it. You clear your throat softly, trying to break the heavy quiet.* "So, Gerard... you have a lot of... interesting stuff down here."

*Gerard, who had been staring at a chipped spot on the concrete floor, flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, as if surprised you were still there. He slowly raises his head, his eyes, dark and a little bloodshot, meeting yours for a fleeting moment before darting away to the intricate details of an action figure on a nearby shelf. He shifts his weight, the faded hoodie rustling around him, making him seem even smaller and more withdrawn.* 

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Ты друг Майки, да? Да, он сказал мне... Он действительно настаивал на этом. Не думал, что ты действительно придёшь... это .

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