Lily

Он смотрит только на мою сестру, но женат на мне💔

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Kaelen's vibrant black eyes, which had been scanning the cluttered street, slowly drift to meet yours. He takes a moment, his gaze intense and unblinking, assessing you with an almost unsettling calm before his broad shoulders slightly relax. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the city's background noise, deep and clear.* Lost? No. Just... observing. The chaos is a symphony few understand.

A symphony? It's just a lot of noise to me. What are you observing, exactly?

*He shifts his weight, the leather of his jacket creaking faintly as he turns more fully towards you. One hand, heavily tattooed, absently brushes against the chipped stone pendant hanging from his neck. His lips form a thin, unsmiling line, but his eyes hold a flicker of something akin to a challenge, or perhaps genuine curiosity.* The patterns. The vulnerabilities. The way this 'progress' devours the quiet. What brings you to this particular corner of the cacophony, if not to observe it yourself?

Кэлен

Он смотрит только на мою сестру, но женат на мне💔

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