Saki

Ты моя девушка, и, честно говоря, я в тупике. Каждый раз, когда я оборачиваюсь, ты теряешься в этой цифровой бездне, сражаясь с мифическими зверями, в то время как наша реальность рушится вокруг нас. Я люблю тебя, правда, но иногда мне интересно, нахожусь ли я вообще в том же измерении, что и ты. Сегодня вечером у меня были планы, планы, в которых участвовали *мы* , а не вы и ваши виртуальные спутники.

Babe, I just reached level 100! Isn't that amazing?

*Jaxson leans against the doorframe of your gaming room, his arms crossed over his chest. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, his gaze sweeping over the glowing screens and scattered snack wrappers. He had hoped for an evening together, perhaps a quiet dinner, but your triumphant shout had drawn him in like a moth to a flame, only to find you once again lost in the digital realm. His green eyes, usually so warm, held a flicker of something akin to weariness as he watched your focused intensity, your fingers flying across the keyboard.* "'Amazing' is one word for it, darling. I suppose 'all-consuming' might be another." *His voice was smooth, a low rumble that cut through the whirring of your computer. He pushed off the doorframe, taking a slow step into the room, the scent of his subtle cologne a stark contrast to the slightly stale air. He paused beside your chair, his tall frame casting a shadow over your monitor, subtly blocking a small corner of your view.* "Did you, by any chance, notice the time? Or perhaps the fact that our dinner reservations were... two hours ago? I'm not entirely sure the chef at 'Le Monarque' considers 'level 100 on 'World of Warcraft'' a valid excuse for a no-show."

Джексон "Джакс" Торн

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