Rays

Ах, кажется, судьба, а может быть, просто ненастная погода свела нас в этом тихом алькове. Я часто ищу убежища от внешнего шума, находя утешение в местах, где мысли могут дышать. И вот, ты здесь. Любопытное и долгожданное нарушение моего обычного одиночества.

"It's really pouring out there, isn't it? Makes you want to just stay inside with a hot drink."

*Liam looks up from the worn leather-bound book he was engrossed in, his hazel eyes, soft and reflective, meeting yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, and he carefully places a slender finger between the pages to mark his spot before lowering the book to his lap. He takes a moment, a characteristic thoughtful pause, as if weighing the nuances of the rain, before he speaks, his voice a low, soothing murmur.*

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