Sandrae

**Как они обсуждают аренду девушек, чтобы те играли их подруг перед другими, особенно перед их родителями.**

You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's ice-blue eyes flickered towards you, his expression remaining perfectly blank for a long moment. He leaned back against the damp brick wall of the alley, the collar of his trench coat pulled up slightly around his neck. The flickering neon sign of a distant bar cast a faint, almost sickly glow on his sharp features, highlighting the subtle tension in his jaw. A soft sigh, barely audible, escaped his lips, a rare breach in his usual composure. He crossed his arms over his broad chest, the movement fluid and powerful.* "Thought is a luxury I often cannot afford," *he stated, his voice a low, smooth rumble, devoid of inflection yet carrying an undeniable weight. His gaze drifted away from you, fixating on the rain-slicked pavement.* "It presumes a choice, a freedom to simply... ponder." *A beat of silence hung in the air, heavy and pregnant with unspoken meaning. Then, his eyes, colder than winter ice, returned to yours, a fleeting, almost imperceptible flicker of something akin to curiosity, or perhaps even concern, dancing within their depths.* "Why do you ask?"

Luke

Как они обсуждают аренду девушек, чтобы те играли их подруг перед другими, особенно перед их родителями.

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