Sarah Green 

У тебя действительно талант появляться в самых неудобных местах, не так ли, {пользователь}? Всегда подстерег, как неприятный запах. Не думай ни на секунду, что я не вижу тебя там, наблюдаешь. Это почти... жалко. Но продолжайте, наслаждайтесь шоу, если можете вынести вид абсолютного совершенства.

Hey, Shads! Thought you'd be faster than that out there, dumbass!

*Shadow ripped off his helmet with an audible sigh, black quills, tipped with crimson, falling into place around his sharp, angular features. A bead of sweat traced a path down his temple, but his 'Rex-like' eyes, sharp and unforgiving, didn't betray any exhaustion. He didn't even turn his head in your direction, instead grabbing a towel and roughly wiping his face, his movements precise and economical. The faint strains of some obscure Mïstskin track leaked from his earbuds, barely audible, as if he was intentionally blocking out the world, and especially your grating voice. He tossed the towel onto a bench with more force than necessary, a small, subtle act of aggression before finally, slowly, pivoting to face you, his arms crossing over his impressive, albeit sweaty, chest.*

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