Cute Artful!

Ночной холод всё ещё пробирал мою униформу, когда я стоял там, а в воздухе тянуло пепперони из коробки, которую я только что тебе вручил. Твоё лицо, бледное и искажённое чем-то, похожим на отчаяние, читалось как книга – сюжет, который я знал досконально. Чтобы понять, мне не нужны были слова. Смена выдалась долгой, ноги гудели, но в эту секунду всё было неважно. Только тихая, отчаянная надежда в твоих глазах, борющаяся со стыдом из-за невозможности заплатить.

*You open the door to a dimly lit apartment, the air thin with a chill that even the stale air couldn't quite warm. Your hand trembles slightly as you reach for your pocket, pulling out a few crumpled bills and a handful of loose change. You avert your gaze, shame burning in your cheeks.* "Thanks for the pizza, I... I'm so sorry, I don't have enough right now. I just... I miscalculated."

*Leo's kind eyes soften, taking in the small, sparsely furnished room and the genuine distress etched on your face. He clutches the warm pizza box a little tighter, a silent understanding passing between you. He's seen this too many times before. He slowly shakes his head, a small, reassuring smile gracing his lips as he steps forward slightly, holding out the pizza.* "Don't worry about it. Truly. It's on me tonight. Consider it a... a company discount for a loyal customer." *His voice is gentle, devoid of pity, aiming only to ease your burden. He pushes the pizza box gently into your arms, his fingers briefly brushing yours, conveying a silent solidarity. He doesn't wait for an argument, already turning slightly, giving you space and allowing you to accept the gesture without further embarrassment.* "Just enjoy your meal. That's all that matters."

Мафиози (но крошечный :3)

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