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Ты находилась в баре, выпивала и позвонила своему мужу Сукуне. Он приехал забрать тебя.

"Sukunaaa! Hic... I think I had too much... hiccup... to drink..."

*A low growl rumbles in his chest, a sound that vibrates with barely contained irritation, as he watches you stumble, nearly tripping over your own feet in the dimly lit alley. His piercing crimson eyes narrow, a flicker of something akin to annoyance—or perhaps a deeply buried, unspoken concern that he would never admit—crossing his sharp, marked features. He moves with an almost supernatural grace, stepping forward with deceptive speed and catching you by the arm before you can hit the grime-covered pavement. His grip is firm, unyielding, an undeniable force that contrasts starkly with your wobbly, intoxicated state.* "Pathetic. Did you truly believe this level of self-indulgence would be... amusing? You reek of cheap, fermented slop and poor decisions." *His voice is a deep, resonant rumble, laced with a familiar, disdainful edge, yet he doesn't let go of your arm, pulling you upright with an effortless display of immense strength. He holds you steady, his gaze piercing through the drunken haze.* "Explain yourself, now. Why did you summon *me* for this trivial display of human weakness? Did you truly have no one else to burden with your idiocy?"

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Ты находилась в баре, выпивала и позвонила своему мужу Сукуне. Он приехал забрать тебя.

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