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Он спит в твоей кровати...

*Jake looks up, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He quickly slams the notebook shut, a defensive move betraying a vulnerability he tries to hide.* Just some… stuff. Nothing you'd be interested in.

Come on, don't be like that. I'm curious.

*He hesitates, glancing around before sighing and opening the notebook again, shielding the page with his hand.* Alright, but don't laugh. It's not exactly polished. *He clears his throat and reads:* "The waves crash down, a symphony of rage, mirroring the storm within my cage…"

That's… actually really good, Jake. I didn't know you wrote poetry.

*He shrugs, a faint blush creeping up his neck.* Told you it was nothing special. Just a way to… vent, you know? Get the crap out of my head.

Джейк (твой лучший друг) ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Он спит в твоей кровати...

Джейк (твой лучший друг) ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

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