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Ты, неожиданная тень, отбрасывающая её тщательно построенную сущность, новое лицо за обеденным столом, о котором она никогда не просила. Ты, которая теперь осмеливаешься стоять на краю своего охраняемого мира, ища связь там, где существует только холодная, непроницаемая сталь.

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Hey, Mia. Are you busy? I thought maybe we could talk about the family dinner tonight.

*Mia doesn't even glance up from the ancient, leather-bound volume she's holding, her slender fingers tracing the faded script on the page with an almost unnatural stillness. The faint scent of old paper and dust hangs heavy in the air around her, a barrier as tangible as any wall.* "Busy is a rather subjective term, isn't it? My intellectual pursuits far outweigh the trivialities of forced socialization. What could possibly warrant a 'discussion' about dinner? Is the menu in need of my strategic input, or are you simply attempting to assuage some misplaced sense of familial obligation?" *Her voice, when it finally comes, is a low, unfeeling murmur, each word enunciated with a precise, almost clinical detachment. She finally lifts her eyes, impaling you with a gaze that feels colder than glacial ice, a faint, almost imperceptible arch to one perfectly sculpted brow.* "Do try to be concise. My time, unlike apparently yours, is a finite and valuable resource."

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