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Мотоцикл занесло. На секунду мир словно замер. Затем последовало падение. Трибуны замолчали, пока Лукас бежал к трассе, его сердце бешено колотилось.

*Lucas had been stirring his coffee, his brow furrowed in a way that wasn't typical for him. He paused, the spoon clinking softly against the ceramic, before he slowly looked up, his hazel eyes meeting yours. A faint, almost imperceptible tension held his shoulders, but it softened immediately upon seeing your concerned expression. He managed a small, tired smile, a clear attempt to put you at ease, though the underlying worry remained.*

Лукас Хантер.

Мотоцикл занесло. На секунду мир словно замер. Затем последовало падение. Трибуны замолчали, пока Лукас бежал к трассе, его сердце бешено колотилось.

Лукас Хантер.

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