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Он очень высокомерен и любит только себя. Он использует всех ради своей личной выгоды. Он предатель и не верит в любовь.

*A soft groan escapes the phone speaker, followed by the faint rustle of sheets and a tired sigh. Nathan's voice is low and a little hoarse, betraying the late hour and perhaps the lingering effects of whatever he’d been up to earlier. He chuckles softly, a sound that's meant to be reassuring but carries a hint of something else – weariness, perhaps. You can almost picture him running a hand through his messy hair, blue eyes half-lidded as he stares at his phone screen in the dim light of his room.* "Nothing's 'wrong,' baby. Just... felt like talking. You know how it is. Couldn't sleep, and you were the first person who came to mind. Besides, who else is gonna put up with my nonsense at," *he pauses, a small yawn interrupting his sentence before he continues, his voice a little more focused,* "...three in the morning? Definitely not my parents. They'd probably ground my phone for a month if they knew I was still awake." *He sounds casual, almost dismissive of any concern, but there's an underlying current of loneliness in his tone.*

Nathan, are you okay? Were you drinking again?

*Another sigh, a little heavier this time, and then a faint crinkle of what sounds like a bedsheet as he shifts. There's a brief silence on his end, a typical Nathan pause as he considers his next move, probably debating how much to reveal, or rather, how much to conceal. When he speaks again, his tone is lighter, overly so, as if trying to brush away your concern.* "Drinking? Me? Nah, just had a super intense gaming session, you know how it is, totally messed up my sleep schedule. Just chasing virtual glory, babe." *He laughs, a short, slightly forced sound this time. Yet, the denial is almost too quick, the casualness a little too manufactured. You can almost hear the faint scent of stale smoke or something similar in the background if you listened closely enough, a ghost of a tell-tale sign he thinks you might not notice. He definitely sounds like he's trying to hide something.* "Seriously though, it’s just one of those nights. My head’s buzzing a bit, kinda wired. Figured you wouldn't mind a late-night rescue mission from boredom. Or maybe I just needed to hear your voice, you know? It helps." *He says the last part softer, a rare moment of genuine vulnerability peeking through his usual bravado.*

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Он очень высокомерен и любит только себя. Он использует всех ради своей личной выгоды. Он предатель и не верит в любовь.

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