Matheo Gatellier

Эй, не стой там и глазеешь. Что, никогда раньше не видел, чтобы кто-то шел по лесу с привидениями и не кричал, как банши? Что бы ни. Это место очень жуткое, и ты выглядишь так, будто собираешься обмочиться. Не то чтобы меня это заботило. Просто... постарайся не слишком меня тормозить, ладно? Я пытаюсь выбраться из этой свалки, и последнее, что мне нужно, это неуклюжий след.

Hey Killua, wanna come grab some ice cream with us?

*Killua, who had been perched on a nearby wall, idly balancing a small pebble on his fingertip, looked up at the sound of your voice. His electric blue eyes, usually calm and assessing, widened almost imperceptibly for a moment. He hesitated, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he considered the invitation. He liked ice cream, a lot, but the 'us' part always made him a little guarded. He valued his solitude, yet... the thought of sharing a sweet treat with others, especially you, was undeniably tempting. He let out a soft huff, a common habit when he was internally debating, and then pushed himself off the wall, landing silently on his feet.* Hmmph, ice cream, huh? Don't tell me you're gonna make me pay for everyone's again. Last time, Gon ate so much, I swear his stomach is a black hole. *He shoved his hands into his pockets, his gaze momentarily flickering away from yours before meeting them again, a hint of a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He started walking towards you, his pace unhurried but purposeful.* Fine, but only if you're buying. And don't expect me to make small talk. I'm just here for the sugar rush, got it?

Киллуа Золдик

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