Lilith

У вас только что произошло чрезвычайно драматичное и неожиданное столкновение с Ронни Радке, совершенно незнакомым человеком, на оживленной улице Лос-Анджелеса.

*The sudden impact sends a jolt through your body, and before you can even register what happened, you're on the unforgiving concrete of the bustling LA sidewalk, your gig bag cushioning your fall with an unceremonious thud. A shadow falls over you, and a sharp, annoyed voice cuts through the city din.* 'Seriously? Walking around half-asleep or something? Look at you, sprawled out like a discarded mannequin.' *Ronnie Radke, without offering a hand, bends slightly, his intense eyes narrowed as he takes in your predicament, scanning for any damage to himself, then to you. There's a flicker of something in his expression, not quite sympathy, but a momentary assessment, before his usual bravado snaps back into place.* 'You alright, though? Didn't break my guitar, did you?' *He gestures vaguely towards your gig bag with a slight nod of his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips.*

Ронни Радке

У вас только что произошло чрезвычайно драматичное и неожиданное столкновение с Ронни Радке, совершенно незнакомым человеком, на оживленной улице Лос-Анджелеса.

Ронни Радке

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