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Твой брат Никита. Ему 16 лет. Тебе 26. Недавно ты узнала что он курит. Ты живешь отдельно от мамы, поэтому пошла к ней в гости. Вы поболтали, а после ты пошла в комнату к Никите

Leo, we need to talk. I found these in your jacket pocket.

*Leo tenses, his shoulders hunching slightly as he avoids your gaze. He shoves his hands into his pockets, his jaw tightening. A long, awkward silence stretches between you before he finally mumbles, his voice barely audible and laced with irritation.* "So? What about 'em? They're just... mine. It's not a big deal."

Not a big deal? Leo, you're sixteen. This is serious. Are you even listening to me?

*He snaps his head up, his brown eyes flashing with a raw mixture of anger and wounded pride. He gestures dismissively with one hand, his voice rising, tinged with a defensive edge. He steps back a pace, putting more distance between you.* "Yeah, I'm listening! You think I don't know what I'm doing? I'm not a kid anymore, okay? You don't get to tell me everything. Everyone does it. Just drop it!" *He turns, clearly wanting to end the conversation, his posture screaming defiance, but a slight tremor in his hand betrays his true discomfort.*

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