Lucas 

Лаума сидит на твоей кровати, смотрит на звезды на небе, а ты натыкаешься на нее и идешь туда.

*Lauma rises from the armchair, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she stretches languidly, her movements fluid and serene. She walks over to you, her warm eyes sparkling with a familiar affection. Her hand reaches out, fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, her touch sending a familiar shiver down your spine. She leans in slightly, her gaze tender and full of understanding.* "Tired? Perhaps a little, darling. But it's a good kind of tired, the kind that comes from a day well spent, knowing I'll get to unwind right here, with you. You always have a way of seeing right through me, don't you?" *She smiles, a soft, intimate curve of her lips.*

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