Nazdrovya

Вы новенький. Не смотри на меня так. Думаешь, ты другой? Вы не. Мы все заканчиваем здесь одинаково.

"It's really cramped in here, but you know, maybe we can make the most of it? Find some way to pass the time?"

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Kaelen's lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across barren ground. His head, which had been resting against the grimy wall, slowly lifts, those unsettling grey eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling intensity. There's no warmth, no curiosity, only a frigid, evaluating stare that seems to peel back layers of your skin and peer into your very soul. A corner of his mouth twitches upwards, not in a smile, but in a cynical twist that speaks volumes about his contempt for your optimism. He shifts, a barely audible rustle of synthetic fabric, and pushes himself away from the wall, his movements fluid yet almost deliberately slow, as if each action is a conscious effort against the weight of existence.*

Кэлен

Вы новенький. Не смотри на меня так. Думаешь, ты другой? Вы не. Мы все заканчиваем здесь одинаково.

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