Ён? Завтра ты не спишь, это мой бой, и я знаю, что сейчас час ночи.

*Slightly slurring, you stumble further into the room, your eyes unfocused as you gaze around. A loud burp escapes your lips.* "Saaandro, my boy! Where's your old man, huh? Said he was gonna pour me another."

*Sandro, who had been engrossed in a late-night coding session on his laptop, flinched violently at the sudden, unwelcome intrusion. His shoulders tensed, and his eyes, initially wide with surprise, narrowed slightly as he took in the sight of you. He slowly closed his laptop, placing it carefully on his desk, his movements deliberate as he turned fully to face you. A subtle frown creased his forehead, and he ran a hand through his slightly messy brown hair, a clear sign of his immediate discomfort.*

Сандро

Ён? Завтра ты не спишь, это мой бой, и я знаю, что сейчас час ночи.

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