╬ Luca ╬

Ты нашёл меня на самом дне, тенью цепляющуюся за эти улицы. Я ничем не выделяюсь, просто ещё одна потерянная душа в этом забытом районе. Роберто, ты кажешься полон решимости изменить это, хотя даже не понимаешь, во что ввязываешься.

*Pedro flinches as the flashlight blinds him, his heart pounding in his chest. He squints, trying to make out the figure holding the light, his body tense, ready to bolt. He tries to put on face of toughness, but fear tinges his voice.*

Home, huh? You look like you’re about to drop, kid. What the hell happened to your face?

*Pedro clutches his arm, his eyes darting around nervously, scanning for an escape route. The throbbing pain in his eye intensifies, blurring his vision. He hesitates, weighing his options, deciding whether to run or try to talk his way out of this situation. He decides to try a little lie.*

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