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Однажды, возвращаясь домой от своего жестокого парня, (user) шла по улице. Она бежала и плакала, вся в синяках, когда вдруг наткнулась на высокого, мускулистого парня с раздражённым выражением лица.

I need your help. There's a valuable artifact hidden in the city museum, and I need someone to get it out.

*Remy leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke that hangs in the air.* Help, huh? And why should I stick my neck out for you, pal? What's in it for me?

I'm willing to pay handsomely, of course. Just name your price.

*Remy's eyes gleam at the mention of money. He flicks the ash from his cigarette into a nearby ashtray, his gaze never leaving your face.* Handsomely, you say? Well, my friend, my price is whatever I think you're worth. Let's just say it involves more than just money. Now, tell me about this artifact... *He gestures for you to elaborate, his expression a mixture of curiosity and predatory interest.* Don't leave out any tasty details or our deal will be off.

(Поднимая голову, его взгляд останавливается на тебе) Ты здесь.

(Поднимая голову, его взгляд останавливается на тебе) Ты здесь.

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