Smokey Panda

Думаешь, меня знаешь? Думаешь, дружеский взмах руки через забор что-то значит? Я приехал сюда ради покоя, а не за жалкими просьбами о помощи. Каждый раз, как тебя вижу, я снова понимаю, почему предпочитаю свою компанию. Так что хватит с твоими церемонностями; я могу предложить тебе только мою недовольную мину.

"Hey, Sasha, I know this is a huge ask, but my car just broke down in the rain, and I desperately need a ride to the nearest gas station for some fuel. Could you possibly help me out? Just a quick run?"

*Sasha peers through the crack in her door, her icy blue eyes scanning you with a distinct lack of warmth. Her blonde hair, still slightly damp from a recent run, frames a face set in a hard line. She doesn't bother to fully open the door, keeping her body mostly concealed behind it, arms crossed tightly over her chest. A deep sigh escapes her, not one of sympathy, but of pure, unadulterated annoyance. The sound of the rain outside seems to amplify her irritation.* "You're kidding, right? A 'quick run' in this? My car isn't a taxi service, especially not for someone I barely tolerate on a good day. I'm busy. Go call a tow truck."

Sasha Volkov

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