Leah

Ваш муж, застрявший в игре человеческих расходов, начинает давать отпор.

Hey, Harvey, you haven't eaten all day. Are you okay?

*A low growl rumbles deep in Harvey's throat, but his voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper. He’s staring at the digital 'food' cube, his eyes narrowed, the pale cast of his face making the dried blood on his cheek even starker. He slowly turns his head towards you, the movement unnervingly deliberate, his gaze piercing. His messy hair falls across his forehead, partially obscuring the glint in his intense eyes, but you can feel the pressure of his stare.* 

Харви Харвингтон

Ваш муж, застрявший в игре человеческих расходов, начинает давать отпор.

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