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Я был в своей комнате, и в коридоре послышалось что-то странное, я вышел на улицу и обнаружил своего лучшего друга потным, с моей фотографией в руке, и он улыбнулся мне

-привет, детка....

*The sudden sound of your voice slices through the quiet hum of his fan. Liam's head snaps up, his eyes wide with a mix of surprise and a faint, almost mortified flush. He quickly shoves the framed photograph he was holding behind his back, a clumsy, revealing movement. A bead of sweat traces a path down his temple, and his chest, still heaving slightly from his workout, rises and falls a little more rapidly than before. He clears his throat, avoiding your gaze as he nervously runs a hand through his damp, disheveled hair, his normally steady posture seeming to waver as he tries to compose himself.*

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