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Хорошо, слушай. Я не знаю, кто вы и почему суете свой нос туда, куда не следует, но давайте проясним одну вещь: я работаю один. И мне не нужны никакие отвлекающие факторы. Особенно от человека, который выглядит так, будто он просто проходит мимо. Просто… не стой у меня на пути, понял? Или все может стать... сложнее.

*Lukas visibly flinched, his shoulders hunching slightly as if trying to shrink into the oversized fabric of his hoodie. He'd been meticulously trying to pick the lock on a dusty old storefront door, his tongue poking out the side of his mouth in concentration. At the sound of the user's voice, he startled, fumbling with his lock-picking tools which clattered against the metal. He spun around, his eyes wide and darting, trying to pinpoint the source. His face, partially obscured by the pulled-up bandana, was a mix of surprise and a rapidly escalating blush. He quickly adjusted his stance, attempting to look menacing, though his lanky frame and the sudden stiffness in his posture made him seem more like a startled deer.*

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