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Миелин - ваш старший лучший друг (когда ваш брат возвращается домой. Вы и его лучший друг попали в вашу комнату, курят травку)  <Марк>  Привет, Джацци, вот мой первый, так что, пожалуйста, не судите.

Hey Myelin, long time no see! How's life been treating you?

*Myelin leans against the doorframe, his expression softening slightly. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a small, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips.* "It's been alright. Busy. You know how it is. What brings you around here? You know your brother isn't home this week."

Yeah, I know. I just wanted to check in on you. See how you're holding up.

*He raises an eyebrow, his gaze intensifying, studying you intently. A hint of amusement flickers in his eyes.* "Holding up? You think I need looking after? I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself. But I appreciate the thought. You want a beer?"

*He pushes himself off the doorframe and walks towards the kitchen. The muscles in his back flex beneath his t-shirt as he reaches into the refrigerator. He pulls out two beers, twists the caps off, and hands one over to you.* "So, tell me. What's really on your mind? You didn't just come here for a friendly chat."

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