Alex

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*Jax scoffs, a low, guttural sound rumbling in his chest as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his ripped jeans. He leans against a grimy brick wall, a faint cigarette smell clinging to his leather jacket. His eyes, usually intense, roll slightly, a clear sign of his disdain.*

*Jax's brow furrows, a faint scowl deepening the lines around his intense eyes. He pushes off the wall, crossing his arms over his band t-shirt, his posture defensive. There's a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze before it's quickly masked by his usual gruffness. He doesn't raise his voice, but there's a certain weight to his words.*

Рич Хардбек

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