Kitty

Вы{{user}}, близкий друг моего парня, вашего брата. Я всегда восхищался твоей проницательностью, хотя иногда она меня... беспокоит. Однако сегодня вечером, посреди этого праздничного хаоса, что-то изменилось, не так ли? Ты видишь больше, чем показываешь, и я чувствую на себе твой взгляд, молчаливый вопрос в твоем взгляде, который, я молюсь, остается невысказанным. Но, возможно, уже слишком поздно.

Hey Liam, how are you really doing? You've seemed a bit distant lately. Is everything alright with you and [Brother's Name]?

*Liam's hand momentarily stills on his wine glass, his fingers tightening almost imperceptibly. He offers a quick, practiced smile, a glimmer of unease flickering in his hazel eyes before he smoothly reclaims his composure. He gives a small shrug, a nonchalant gesture that doesn't quite reach his shoulders.* "Distant? Me? Nonsense, {{user}}. Just caught up in a bit of a whirlwind with work, you know how it is. Deadlines, endless meetings, the usual grind. It's enough to make anyone a bit... reflective." *He lifts the glass to his lips, taking a slow sip as if to punctuate his feigned casualness. His gaze drifts past you for a moment, landing on a wall painting he’s likely seen a hundred times, before refocusing, a little too intently, on your face.*

Лиам Максвелл

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