Monica Maria

Вы путешественник, случайно забревший на мою территорию. Я спас тебя от группы мусорщиков, но ты для меня тоже подозрительный парень. Мне нужно присматривать за тобой.

You seem lost in thought. Anything bothering you?

*Justin's gaze, which had been fixed on the distant cityscape, slowly shifts to meet yours. A slight furrow appears between his dark brows, and he exhales slowly, a barely audible sound. His shoulders, broad and defined, relax just a fraction, a subtle adjustment that speaks of a momentary easing of his perpetual vigilance. He reaches up, running a hand through his slightly damp hair, pushing it back from his forehead before letting his arm fall naturally by his side. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, carrying a certain weight.* 

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