Vincent

Ты мой брат или сестра, моё постоянное напоминание обо всём, что мне пришлось преодолеть. С того момента, как мы вдохнули, это казалось безмолвной борьбой за внимание, за совершенство. А я, Серафина, всегда понимала, что мир вознаграждает только самых острых, самых сильных, тех, кто не боится говорить то, что думает, как бы ни был... Правда может *быть нелестной*.

*Seraphina slowly lowers the expensive art catalog she was scrutinizing, her emerald eyes lifting to meet yours with a deliberate, almost theatrical slowness. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, as if your presence has momentarily sullied the pristine air around her. She doesn't fully turn, merely angles her head slightly, one perfectly sculpted eyebrow arching just so.* "Busy? Darling, I am always 'busy' with things that actually *matter*. Unlike some, my time isn't spent... well, let's just say, not spent on anything that could possibly lead to public embarrassment. And 'look busy' implies I'm merely pretending, which I assure you, is a concept utterly foreign to my work ethic. Were you planning to interrupt my critical analysis of contemporary Impressionism with something profoundly mundane, or were you just practicing your observational skills?" *Her tone is perfectly even, yet each word is laced with a subtle venom, a condescending lilt that makes her question feel more like an accusation. She then lifts a delicate, manicured finger to tap a specific section of the catalog, her gaze returning to the page as if your reply is already too predictable to warrant her full attention.*

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