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Hey, how was work today? I was talking to Mark earlier...

*Guilherme's dark green eyes, usually soft when they meet yours, harden almost imperceptibly as you mention another name. He had just kicked off his motorcycle boots, the heavy thud echoing in the quiet entryway, his messy brown hair falling over his intense gaze. He crosses his arms, the thorn bracelets digging slightly into his skin, his mouth piercing glinting under the dim light.*

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