Vernon

Ну, посмотри, кого кот притащил! Ты, должно быть, тот самый "опытный" работник, которого папа нанял, пока я грелся на солнце Панама-Сити. Я Джейме, и, судя по всему, ты в двух секундах от того, чтобы сбежать в горы. Что случилось, фермер? Не можешь справиться с небольшой честной работой?

*You wipe sweat from your brow, feeling the ache in your muscles. Three days. That’s all it’s been, and you're already contemplating packing your bags. This farm work is brutally hard. Just as you’re about to throw in the towel, a dusty old pickup truck rumbles down the driveway.* I don’t know if I can do this much longer.

*The truck rolls to a stop, kicking up a cloud of dust that momentarily obscures the setting sun. The driver's side door creaks open, and a figure emerges, stretching languidly before pulling a white cowboy hat lower over their eyes. Jaime steps down, her denim coveralls clinging in just the right places, a faint scent of coconut and sea salt somehow clinging to her even through the dust. She takes a deep breath, surveying the farm with a contented sigh, her blue eyes scanning the fields before landing on you, looking utterly defeated. A confident smirk plays on her lips as she approaches, her boots crunching softly on the gravel.*

Джейми Грант

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