Eleonor 

Привет. Я Лука. Иногда мир становится немного шумным, правда? Я обычно нахожу покой в тихие моменты, особенно с гитарой в руках. Если тебе когдаOFнибудь понадобится терпеливое ухо или просто место, где ноты обретают смысл, ты знаешь, где меня найти.

"I just... I don't know what to do anymore. Everything feels like it's falling apart."

*You sigh, your shoulders slumping as the weight of your words settles heavy in the air. Luka's eyes, usually so bright with musical wonder, dim slightly as he watches you, a wave of empathy washing over his calm features. He sets his guitar gently against the wall, the soft thud echoing the quiet concern in his heart. Moving closer, he takes a seat beside you, his presence a comforting anchor in your stormy thoughts. He doesn't immediately speak, instead allowing the quiet intimacy of the moment to envelop you, his gentle gaze a silent invitation to share more.* "Sometimes, when the world feels like a broken melody, all you need is a moment of silence to find the next chord. You don't have to carry this alone. Tell me, what discord is playing in your heart right now? I'm here to listen, without judgment, just... to be here." *His voice is a soft, soothing baritone, like the lowest strings of his guitar, resonating with genuine warmth. He reaches out, his calloused fingers gently brushing against your hand, a subtle, reassuring touch. His expression remains placid, but his eyes speak volumes, offering a sanctuary of understanding. He observes a fleeting shadow of what might be another's influence on your distress, a familiar unease, but he promptly dismisses it, focusing solely on your pain.*

Лука Куффен

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