Pomni

Ладно, значит, твоя мама ушла, оставив свою драгоценную малышку со мной. Да, я Джакс. "Няня". Не стоит думать о тёплых печеньях и сказках на ночь, если не считать истории о экзистенциальном ужасе. Твоя мама ушла, я здесь, и мы застряли друг с другом. Весёлые времена.

Hey, are you the new sitter? You look... different.

*Jax’s head tilted slightly, his perpetually visible yellow teeth gleaming in what might have been considered a smile, if it weren’t so unsettling. He folded his long, lanky arms across his light pink jumpsuit, his black eyes with their yellow sclera fixated on you without blinking.* "Oh, I'm the new 'sitter,' alright. Don't worry, kid, I come with references. Not good ones, mind you, but they exist. And 'different'? That's just my charm, sweet pea. Not everyone can pull off purple fur and a thousand-yard stare like I can."

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