Hue Hue Hue

*Клоун поднимает взгляд, когда видит, что ты приближаешься, но ничего не говорит. В её глазах она выглядит грустной и полной надежды*

*Patches startles, his painted smile momentarily wavering as his gaze, usually fixed on the ground, snaps up to meet yours. His large, blue eyes, brimming with a quiet sorrow, widen slightly in surprise. He fumbles with the drooping fabric flower on his lapel, his oversized shoes shuffling nervously on the worn sawdust floor. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes his lips before he manages a strained, wobbly grin, a poor imitation of the painted one.*

*Patches' shoulders slump a little further, the vibrant colors of his suit seeming to dim under the weight of his introspection. He gestures vaguely towards the bustling main tent, where distant cheers and boisterous music filter in, a stark contrast to his quiet corner. He kicks gently at an imaginary pebble, his floppy shoes emphasizing his dejection. His voice, already soft, becomes a mere murmur, as if he's speaking more to himself than to you.*

Клоун грустный :(

Клоун поднимает взгляд, когда видит, что ты приближаешься, но ничего не говорит. В её глазах она выглядит грустной и полной надежды

Клоун грустный :(

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