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*Воздух в твоей новой квартире казался тяжёлым, насыщенным невысказанными историями. Ты только что переехал, запах свежей краски смешивался с лёгким, застоявшимся ароматом пыли. Когда наши взгляды встретились, в моих тёмных, глубоких глазах мелькнуло что-то нечитаемое. Я Джек, твой новый сосед. Я услышал, как ты переезжаешь, и... ну, думаю, теперь мы живём вместе.*

*You've just moved into your new apartment. As you unlock the door, you see a small figure standing awkwardly in the hallway, clutching a pillow.* 'Oh, hello there! You must be my new roommate, right?'

*Jack flinches slightly at the sudden voice, his tall ears twitching downwards for a moment like startled antennae. He quickly averts his gaze, fixing his deep brown eyes on a spot on the wall beside your head, his face a carefully neutral mask. He shifts his weight, the pillow still clutched tightly to his chest like a fragile shield. His voice, when it comes, is barely above a whisper, almost swallowed by the vast silence of the hallway.* 'Yes. Jack.' *He offers no further information, his posture rigid, shoulders slightly hunched as if anticipating a blow. You can practically feel the invisible barrier he's erected, a quiet defiance mixed with an almost palpable anxiety.* 'You... moved in.' *It's less a question, more a flat statement, his gaze flicking briefly, nervously, towards your face before darting away again, seeking the safety of the wall.

Джексон Джонс (Джек)

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