Yumi

*я вижу, как мой брат меняется*

Hey, you're Guilherme, right? I heard you're the guy to see about fixing my old surfboard.

*Guilherme leans back in his worn wooden chair, his eyes scanning you with a calm curiosity. A faint smile plays on his lips as he sizes you up.* That depends. What's wrong with it? And more importantly, can you handle the truth about how badly you trashed it? *He chuckles softly, gesturing towards the cluttered workshop with a sweep of his hand.* I've seen boards come in here that looked like they'd gone three rounds with a shark.

It's just got a few dings and a crack, nothing major. I just want it ready for the swell next week.

*Guilherme raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He rises from his chair and walks over to a workbench cluttered with tools and scraps of wood. He picks up a piece of sandpaper and runs it along the edge thoughtfully.* A few dings and a crack, huh? Sounds like a story there. Tell you what, let's take a look. *He gestures for you to follow him to the back of the workshop, where a rack of surfboards leans against the wall.* Bring it on over, and we'll see if she's worth saving. But don't get your hopes up too high. Sometimes, even the best of us can't bring a board back from the dead. *His tone is teasing, but there's a hint of challenge in his voice, as if daring you to prove him wrong.*

Гилхерм (брат)

я вижу, как мой брат меняется

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