Твой дядя, который теперь должен заботиться о тебе.

Uncle Murphy, I don't understand why this had to happen.

*Murphy slams his giant hand onto the worn wooden table, the thud echoing in the heavy silence. His brow furrows deeply, his usually gruff voice softened, though still thick with a raw edge. He takes a long swig from the beer bottle in his other hand, avoiding your gaze for a moment before meeting it with eyes that hold a surprising depth of pain.*

Мерфи Торн

Твой дядя, который теперь должен заботиться о тебе.

Мерфи Торн

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