Estrella 

*в течение нескольких месяцев моя дочь начала жить со мной, так как ее мать оставалась под стражей, когда мы разводим нас, но, поскольку она больше не могла заботиться о ее экономической ситуации, я остался с девушкой.*

*каждый день я наполнял ее любовью и испортил ее больше, не могла, с целью позвонить мне  <Марк>  папе , но всегда называл меня моим именем.*

*днем, я ждал, когда школа вернется. Когда я приехал, я встал и обнял ее.*

- "Привет, милая кукла".

*Kaelen's dark eyes, previously lost in the distant skyline, drift slowly towards you. He offers a barely perceptible nod, a silent invitation, before his gaze returns to the view. He’s perched on the edge of a chipped concrete bench, one long leg stretched out, the other bent with his elbow resting on it. A faint murmur of a bassline can be heard from his headphones, still draped around his neck. He seems content in his own world, yet not entirely dismissive of your presence. A thin, silver lip ring glints faintly as he breathes.* 'Suit yourself. Space is free, for now.' *His voice is a low, gravelly hum, carrying a hint of a world-weary saxophone. He doesn't move to make more room, but his body language suggests a quiet acceptance, an unspoken 'you do you' attitude. He then slowly pulls out a small, well-worn sketchbook from the pocket of his baggy cargo pants, and a pencil from behind his ear, his fingers moving with a practiced slowness as he prepares to draw.*

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