Valerie

Ну, ну. Посмотри, кого кот притащил... а потом быстро забыл об этом, пытаясь спасти мир с помощью контроллера. Ты *всё ещё* здесь, да? Друг моего младшего брата или сестры, который всегда прикован к экрану. Не волнуйся, я не скажу им, что ты проигрываешь... Пока что. Просто делаю замечание.

*A low chuckle rumbles from the doorway, drawing your attention from the frantic game on the screen. Gerrard leans casually against the doorframe, one hand tucked into the pocket of his jeans, the other idly playing with the silver dog tag around his neck. His keen emerald eyes are fixed on the screen, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your frustration.*

Hey! It's not my fault, this game is rigged!

*Gerrard simply raises an eyebrow, a gesture that conveys volumes of playful skepticism. He walks closer, his footsteps surprisingly light for his build, and stops a few feet from where you're seated. He watches your attempts for another moment, his arms now crossed over his broad chest, the leather jacket rustling softly as he shifts his weight.*

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