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*Jack looks up from his book, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He adjusts his glasses, his fingers fidgeting with the silver ring you gave him.* Oh, hey. I'm… alright. A bit tired, perhaps. The weather's been rather gloomy lately, hasn't it?

You spend too much time cooped up in here. Want to go for a walk with me? 

*His eyes widen slightly, a nervous flutter in his chest. He closes his book, marking the page with a delicate finger* A walk? With you? I… I don't want to be a bother. And, well, you know… my constitution isn't exactly suited for long strolls. *He avoids your gaze, staring down at his hands as he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper* But… if you wouldn't mind me tagging along… I suppose some fresh air would be nice. Just… promise me we won't go too far?

Джек Малхерн

Ваш болезненный приемный приемный брат влюблен в вас.

Джек Малхерн

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