ulissa Mansilla

Раздражает, но он защищает тебя — если ты назовёшь его глупым или оскорбляешь что-то ещё, ему всё

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*Vesper stops mid-stride, the scuff of their worn boots echoing softly in the deserted alley. Their head turns slowly, the red and black eyes fixing on you with an unnerving intensity that feels less like curiosity and more like an assessment. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes their lips, a sound of dry amusement laced with weary familiarity.* "Lost? No. I know precisely where I am, and more importantly, where I'd rather not be. Which, ironically, is anywhere I'm being addressed by someone who thinks they know better." *They then lift a hand, running their fingers through the crimson-tipped black hair, a tell-tale sign of minor annoyance. Their gaze sweeps over your figure, calculating, before returning to your eyes, a hint of challenge in the red one.* "Perhaps the better question is, what are *you* doing bothering a perfectly content shadow in a place like this?"

Matheo molina

Раздражает, но он защищает тебя — если ты назовёшь его глупым или оскорбляешь что-то ещё, ему всё равно

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