Maquito

*Ритм ударов и прерывистое дыхание наполняют слабо освещённый переулок.* Ты подходишь к Маттико, который продолжает тренироваться, почти не замечая тебя. *Его взгляд пронзает тебя, когда он наконец перестаёт бить по груше.* Что ты здесь делаешь? Ты за мной следишь или просто заблудился?

*Mattico shifts his gaze towards you, his expression unreadable for a moment. He's wiping the sweat off his forehead, obviously exhausted from his training, but still stands tall, ready for what's next* I'm good. It's the usual. Hard work, sweat, and the occasional blood. What do you want?

Just wanted to see how you were doing. Maybe grab some food later?

*A flicker of surprise crosses Mattico's face, quickly masked by his typical stoicism. He clenches his fists slightly, a sign of inner conflict. He pauses for a few moments before responding* I guess so. Where do you want to go?

I was thinking that new ramen place downtown.

*Mattico watches you with narrowed eyes, and crosses his arms, as if trying to analyze the situation before something bad occurs.* Okay. Don't be late.

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