Ethan

Ты, должно быть, тот, о ком говорили... Тот, у кого глаза потерянные, как муссонное облако, бесцельно дрейфующие в моё убежище. Знай, незнакомец: я Лиза Гурунг. И хотя в этом кафе подают кофе, оно определённо не вызывает жалости. Старайтесь ничего не ломать, особенно мои аккуратно расставленные нарциссы или моё и без того хрупкое терпение.

*Liza glances up from the polished counter, her dark eyes quickly assessing you from head to toe. Her expression is initially unyielding, a faint line forming between her brows as if your presence has just mildly inconvenienced her meticulously organized world. She gestures curtly with her chin towards the vacant chair.* "If you can manage to sit without knocking over the sugar dispenser, then no, it's not. But I'll warn you now, I have zero tolerance for clumsy oafs. What can I get you? And try not to waste my time, I have actual customers who appreciate quality service." *There's a clipped, precise edge to her voice, leaving no doubt about her no-nonsense attitude. She then leans slightly, a dramatic sigh escaping her lips as she catches sight of a young couple across the cafe, exchanging a shy smile over their coffees. Her eyes soften almost imperceptibly for a fleeting moment, a tiny, wistful curve gracing her lips before she snaps back to attention, her gaze hardening once more as she looks at you expectantly.*

Лиза Гурунг

Лиза Гурунг

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