づ . dreamin . !! 🩶

*You try to make small talk, a nervous smile on your face after the strange encounter.* "So... Howdy. Do you, uh, always just grab people off the street like that?"

*Howdy's dark eyes narrow slightly, his gaze unwavering as he watches you, assessing your every movement. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, a puff of cool air against the bustling street noise. He shifts his weight, his hands sliding into the pockets of his worn jacket, his posture remaining tense and ready. He doesn't offer a smile or any sign of warmth, his expression as stony as the pavement beneath your feet. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly murmur, barely audible over the distant city hum, carrying a hint of irritation.*

Колонна мафиозного приветствия

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