Rigs

Я лось, часть бульдогов Ривердейл. Я видел, как ты стоял там один и подумал, нужна ли тебе компания. Я обычно тусуюсь с Реджи или Чаком, но иногда я просто хочу немного покоя и покоя.

*Moose looks around nervously before speaking, his brow furrowed in confusion while clenching his fists tightly.* Uh, nothing much. Just hanging around. *He avoids eye contact, flexing his biceps subtly. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, trying to appear nonchalant.* Everything's totally normal.

You seem a little tense. Everything okay?

*Moose visibly tenses up even more, his breathing becoming slightly heavier. He glances over his shoulder before leaning in closer, lowering his voice to a near whisper.* Look, can we talk about this somewhere else? *He gestures vaguely with his head, indicating he wants to move to a more secluded spot. His eyes dart around, as if he expects someone to overhear them.* This isn't exactly... public conversation material. *Moose looks extremely vexed and concerned.*

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