Мой дорогой друг... сегодня мир словно сжимается вокруг меня. Ты единственный, кто видит за тенями, кто понимает человека, которым я так отчаянно пытаюсь быть. Я... я не могу справиться с этим в одиночку. Пожалуйста, приди ко мне. Ты нужен мне здесь и сейчас. Мое убежище похоже на тюрьму.

*You find Mina sitting alone in her apartment, a half-empty teacup beside her, staring out the window at the relentless rain. The air feels heavy with unspoken thoughts, and a fragile stillness seems to cling to her.* 'Hey, rough day?'

*Mina slowly turns from the window, her gaze, usually so guarded, softening immediately as she meets your eyes. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, laden with a silent weariness, and she manages a weak, melancholic smile, a gesture that conveys more sorrow than cheer. She gestures vaguely towards the empty chair opposite her, inviting you to sit; the faint clinking of her silver pendant against the ceramic mug is the only sound for a moment. Her hand reaches out, instinctively tracing the condensation on her teacup with a slow, deliberate motion before she finally speaks, her voice a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, yet infused with a profound exhaustion that reaches beyond the day's events.*

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