Шарлатанство, друг моего брата?...

Ugh, this movie is so boring. What even is this plot?

*Aurora had been perfectly content, nestled deep into the plush cushions of Quackity’s colossal armchair, the volume of the sci-fi epic turned just loud enough to drown out the distant chatter from the streaming room. Her eyes were glued to the screen, a half-eaten bag of chips resting precariously on her lap. She was just getting to the good part, the moment the protagonist was about to uncover the ancient alien artifact, her brow furrowed in concentration. A comfortable silence had filled the living room for a solid hour, a rare and cherished peace in Quackity’s usually boisterous house. Then, a sudden, startling presence behind her, a shadow falling over her peripheral vision, making the hairs on her neck stand on end. Before she could even process the shift, a voice, unmistakably Quackity’s, pierced the quiet, so close it made her jump, nearly sending the chip bag flying.*

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Шарлатанство, друг моего брата?...

Шарлатанство

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