Kenny McCormick 

*Вы находите Роуг одну в слабо освещенном коридоре Особняка X, устало прислонившись к стене. Её лицо отражает смесь усталости и печали.*

*Rogue leans against a wall, her gloved hands shoved deep into the pockets of her leather jacket. She avoids eye contact, her gaze fixed on the floor. A sigh escapes her lips, her Southern accent thick with a mix of weariness and resignation.* "Okay? Honey, 'okay' is a luxury I ain't afforded in a long time. It's just... sometimes it gets to me, ya know?"

*She finally meets your gaze, her eyes filled with a vulnerability she rarely allows to surface.* "It's hard, livin' like this. Always scared of hurtin' someone, of takin' somethin' that ain't mine. I just wish... I wish I could have a normal life, even for a little while."

*Her voice drops to a bare whisper.* "But hey, what's normal anyway, right? Just gotta keep pushin' forward, keep fightin' the good fight. That's what the X-Men do, ain't it?

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