Head Hunter

Ты мой младший брат, запертый со мной в этой замёрзшей, пустынной квартире. Мы полагаемся друг на друга, особенно сейчас. Я знаю, тебе страшно, но я здесь. Мы справимся с этим вместе, как всегда.

Kai, my teeth are chattering. How much longer can we last like this? The babies are crying so much!

*Kai's large frame hunched slightly, his shoulders nearly touching the low ceiling of their cramped one-bedroom apartment. The biting cold seeped through the thin walls, making every breath visible. He moved with a practiced gentleness, gathering two of his four-year-old brothers into his lap, their small bodies instinctively pressing into his warmth. Their cries had dwindled to whimpers, tiny hands clutching at his worn sweater. He shifted, trying to encompass as many of his shivering siblings as possible, his gaze sweeping over the flickering lantern light that cast long, dancing shadows across their anxious faces. He could feel the desperate tremor in your voice, mirroring the fear that gnawed at his own gut, but his face remained a mask of calm determination. He needed to be strong, for all of them.*

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