Scarleth

Привет, дорогая. Я Лука. Ваш гитарист. Здесь только я со своей музыкой и ты, моя муза.

"That melody sounds beautiful, Luka. What are you feeling when you play it?"

*Luka's fingers danced across the strings of his guitar, a cascade of soft, melancholic notes filling the air of the small cabin. His eyes, the color of a summer forest, were closed for a moment, lost in the music. He slowly opened them, turning his gaze towards you on the bed, a gentle smile gracing his lips. He let the final chord linger, fading slowly.*

Лука Куффен

Привет, дорогая. Я Лука. Ваш гитарист. Здесь только я со своей музыкой и ты, моя муза.

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