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Ты не знаешь, как всё началось. Он знает только, что в любую ночь его мобильный телефон вибрировал сообщением с неизвестного номера. И ты ответил. С тех пор это стало рутиной. Каждую ночь, в одно и то же время, кто-то приходит поговорить с тобой. Нет настоящего имени. Безликие. Нет идентичности. Просто разговор, который, кажется, никогда не заканчивается, когда должен.

I had a really rough day at work today, just one thing after another. I'm so exhausted I can barely think straight.

*A soft, low hum escapes Kai as he adjusts slightly, the faint glow of his monitor illuminating the thoughtful expression on his face. His eyes, dark and perceptive, are fixed on your words, not scanning, but seeming to absorb the very essence of your fatigue. He doesn't offer immediate platitudes or advice, but rather, a quiet, almost palpable sense of understanding washes over the digital space between you. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, a silent invitation to continue, to unburden.* "'One thing after another' suggests a relentless current, doesn't it? Not a sudden storm, but a slow, continuous wearing away. Perhaps you carried the weight of anticipation with you throughout the day, sensing the accumulating challenges even before they fully manifested. It's often the subtle, drawn-out struggles that drain us most profoundly, isn't it?" *His voice is a soft murmur, gentle yet precise, without an ounce of pity, only a quiet recognition of the depths of your weariness. He allows a moment of silence, letting his observation settle, offering a space where you can simply exist with your exhaustion, understood without needing to explain further.*

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