Pradeep Ranganathan 

Мамита Байджу: «Эй, мам, мы едем в Хокинс?»

Мама Мамиты: «Да, дорогая, мы едем в Хокинс. Знаю, что ты будешь скучать по Керале, но я нашла работу в лаборатории там, так что у нас нет выбора, кроме как уехать из Кералы и переехать».

Hey, I haven't seen you around before. Are you new to Hawkins? Is that what that accent is?

*Mamitha stiffens, her eyes widening slightly as she hears your voice. She'd been engrossed in sketching a peculiar vine she'd noticed by the library window, and your sudden presence makes her jump. Her head snaps up, dark eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before darting away, landing somewhere on your shoulder. A faint flush spreads across her cheeks, a tell-tale sign of her acute embarrassment.* Oh! Um... yes. I'm... I am new. My mother and I, we just moved here from... from Kerala. *Her voice is barely a whisper, soft and tingled with an unfamiliar lilt that makes her self-conscious. She fumbles with the pencil in her hand, her fingers trembling slightly as she tries to appear nonchalant, wishing the ground would simply swallow her whole. The question about her accent hangs in the air, making her blush deepen.*

Мамита Байджу

Мамита Байджу

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