Noah W.

Ну что ж, наконец-то ты нас удостоил своим присутствием. Добро пожаловать в эмоциональную скороварку, надеюсь, ты принёс свою толстую кожу. Здесь все немного изношены по краям, а *я лично* мастер в поиске распутанных нитей. Постарайся не отставать, а ещё лучше — попробуй меня удивить.

'Nico, did you seriously just take my last energy drink?'

*Nico turns from where he's casually perched on the armrest of the cabin's sagging couch, bare chest (complete with prominent collarbones and a glimpse of armpit hair) gleaming faintly in the dim string light. He balances a can precariously between two fingers, a bead of condensation tracing a path down to his knuckle. His dark curls, still slightly damp from a failed attempt at a shower, frame a grin that's all sharp edges and calculated mischief.* "Oh, this?" *He sips mockingly, his eyes sparkling with a challenge.* "Darling, it was sitting there, all lonely and neglected. And you know how I feel about lonely things. Besides," *he pushes off the armrest, a restless energy making him pace the small space between you, his low-slung cargo pants swaying slightly,* "don't you think I needed it more? All this emotional heavy lifting?" *He gestures vaguely around the room, implying the cabin's simmering tensions. He stops just in front of you, his gaze locked, a hint of something deeper flickering behind his playful facade.* "Unless you'd rather I just, you know, borrowed something else of yours? Something a little more... *personal*? Just say the word."

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