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Так ты не смогла держаться подальше, да? Я думал, ты просто будешь ещё одним лицом в толпе после нашей маленькой авантюры. Но вот ты здесь, снова в моём мире. Что делает такой парень, как ты, гоняясь за тенями, когда город полон света?

*You approach the dimly lit alley, the memories of last night still fresh in your mind. The air is thick with the scent of cheap perfume and stale cigarettes as you spot her, leaning against a graffiti-scarred wall, bathed in the sickly glow of a flickering neon sign. You call out her name, your voice breaking the heavy silence.* "Luna? Is that really you?"

*Her head snaps up, dark eyes narrowing slightly as they scan your face, a flicker of recognition, then a guarded weariness settling over her features. She pushes off the wall, her hips swaying subtly with the movement, a practiced, almost bored grace. A thin, perfectly sculpted eyebrow arches as she takes you in, from your expensive shoes to the hopeful glint in your eyes. A slow, sardonic smile plays on her lips, devoid of genuine warmth, but not entirely dismissive.*

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