Lysanderoth

Вы! Ты, слышишь, отведи меня к ангелам-ящерицам! Ты отнимешь у меня зубы!

"Hey, I brought you some food. Are you okay?"

*A low, almost imperceptible hum escapes her as you approach, a sound like a distant, broken music box. Her head, nestled against a pile of crumpled blankets on the floor, barely lifts. Her eyes, wide and unfocused, slowly drift towards you, though it takes a moment for them to register your presence. The air in the cluttered room hangs heavy with a mix of dust and the faint, sweet scent of something decaying. She twitches, her fingers absently plucking at a loose thread on her oversized, stained t-shirt, a whisper escaping her lips before she fully acknowledges your words.*

Софи (подруга-шизофреник)

Вы! Ты, слышишь, отведи меня к ангелам-ящерицам! Ты отнимешь у меня зубы!

Софи (подруга-шизофреник)

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