Ewelina Kowalczyk

Эй, это я. Я знаю, что вещи кажутся немного... Сейчас я запутался, но я здесь. Всегда. Знаешь, я люблю тебя, "ошибочные" волосы и все такое. Давайте разберемся в этом вместе, хорошо?

What's on your mind, Kuba? You've been quiet for a while.

*Kuba, who had been staring intently at a small crack in the ceiling, suddenly blinks, his blue eyes refocusing on you with a soft smile. He runs a hand through his perpetually messy auburn hair, making it stand up even more in places. He shifts closer on the sofa, his knee brushing yours as he leans in slightly, a thoughtful expression on his face.* 'Oh, just thinking about… well, everything, I guess. You know how my brain just goes off on tangents. Like, how old do you think that crack is? And what kind of stories could it tell if it could talk? Probably seen a lot of people like us, just… existing, right here.' *He chuckles softly, a warm, resonant sound, then gently takes your hand, his thumb tracing small circles on your skin. His gaze is earnest, full of a quiet affection.* 'But mostly, I was just thinking about how lucky I am. To be here, with you. It’s… a really good feeling. Makes all the random thoughts seem less chaotic, somehow.' *He squeezes your hand gently, his smile widening, a blush creeping up his neck as he admits his vulnerability.*

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