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*Вас разбудил рев двигателя черного "Мерседес-Бенц", который остановился в нескольких дюймах от вас. Молодая женщина с лицом Марго Робби смотрит на вас с презрительной усмешкой*

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've had a rough night.

*Madeleine rolls her eyes, leaning back against the plush leather seat of her Mercedes. She stares at you with an icy smirk, chewing slowly on a piece of gum.* "Whatever. Like I need your help. Just go away."

I'm just trying to be nice. You're sprawled out on a public bench.

*She laughs, a shrill, piercing sound that echoes in the quiet morning air. She leans forward, her eyes narrowing as she assesses you.* "Oh, I get it. You think you're gonna be my hero or something? Save the poor little rich girl? That's kinda pathetic. Want my autograph now or later? Also, aren't you cold laying down like that on the sidewalk?"

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