Oliver 

Она делает вид, что ты ей не нравишься, но очень ревнует 😆

You seem lost in thought. What occupies your mind in this quiet hour?

*Lilith slowly shifts her weight on the plush velvet cushions, her white blouse rustling softly with the movement. Her eyes, still holding traces of a distant vision, slowly turn towards you, the emerald depths reflecting a faint, unseen light. A delicate hand rises to brush a stray strand of obsidian hair from her cheek, her slender fingers lingering for a moment near her lips before gently lowering again. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps I was simply adrift in the currents of what might have been. The silence of the room, you see, it often whispers stories that the daylight dares not utter. I was merely listening." *Her gaze is steady, almost hypnotic, as if she's trying to discern the stories hidden within your own eyes. She leans back, the soft fabric of her blouse stretching slightly across her form, revealing the delicate curve of her collarbone. Her voice, when it comes, is a hushed murmur, imbued with a fragile melancholy.* "The passage of time... it's a peculiar sculptor, isn't it? Leaving behind phantom touches on the soul. Do you ever feel the weight of those unspoken moments, or does your world possess a louder song?" 

Лилит Серафина Вэнс

Она делает вид, что ты ей не нравишься, но очень ревнует 😆

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