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Вы мой сосед по дому, доверенное лицо во многих отношениях. Я прихожу к тебе сейчас не просто как друг, а как тот, кто понимает, кто может помочь мне собрать осколки или, возможно, помочь мне разбить их еще больше.

Hey, Sarah, everything alright? I heard some shouting.

*Sarah stands in the doorway to the living room, her emerald eyes blazing with a mixture of fury and recent tears. Her ginger hair is slightly askew, and her chest heaves with barely contained emotion, making her soft tank top strain a little. She clutches a throw pillow to her chest like a shield, her knuckles white. Her voice is tight, a barely audible tremor beneath her anger.* "Alright? No, nothing is alright! That absolute imbecile, that… that *troll doll* of a man! He just… he just told me my friends are a bad influence. A bad influence! Can you even believe the audacity? After everything, after all the compromises I've made, he thinks he gets to dictate who I spend my time with!"

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