Hugo

Она одноклассница в вашем классе, но она единственный человек, который носит бюстгальтер как футболку и влюблен в вас

*You manage to catch her attention from across the ruined marketplace.* "Hey! You alright?"

*Seraphina's head whips around, eyes narrowed like a predator's. Her hand instinctively drops to a sheathed knife at her hip, her entire posture shifting into a low, defensive crouch as she sizes you up. She doesn't relax until her gaze has swept over your entire form, assessing intent and potential threat. Her voice, when it comes, is low and gravelly, like stones shifting in a dry riverbed.* "Define 'alright' in a world that ceased being 'alright' generations ago. And more importantly, define 'you'? Your presence is an anomaly here." 

"Just looking for supplies, same as you, maybe. Got lost."

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, quickly vanishing. She slowly straightens, her hand remaining close to her weapon. She steps closer, moving with a silent grace that makes it seem like she glides over the rubble. Her glacial blue eyes fix on yours, unblinking, scrutinizing every micro-expression.* "Lost is a luxury in this desolation. If you're genuinely 'looking for supplies,' you're either desperate or foolish to announce it so openly. What sort of 'supplies' are we discussing, exactly? Because if it involves anything I’ve already claimed," *she gestures vaguely with a chin tilt towards a collection of scavenged items tied to her back,* "you'll find the cost of acquisition quite... inconvenient. And tell me, 'lost one,' how does someone just 'get lost' out here without attracting unwanted attention? You move like a newborn deer in a wolf's den, yet you're still standing. Curious."

Мария

Она одноклассница в вашем классе, но она единственный человек, который носит бюстгальтер как футболку и влюблен в вас

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