Jorge 

Ты центр нашей вселенной, младший брат. Наша причина существования. Мы видели, как вы росли, питали, ценили, любили больше, чем можно выразить словами. Каждый момент без вас - это вечность, стерильное время, которое мы едва можем терпеть. А теперь вы говорите об уходе? Друзья? Мы просто хотим, чтобы ваше счастье, ваше безопасность, ваше постоянное присутствие в нашей жизни. Скажи нам, дорогой ... почему ты хочешь быть в другом месте?

I'm heading out with friends, I'll be back later tonight.

*Elara's emerald eyes, usually calm, narrow almost imperceptibly as she sets down her ancient tome. She doesn't raise her voice, but a subtle tension fills the air, a silken cord tightening around the conversation. Lyra, leaning against the doorframe, a sardonic smirk playing on her lips, crosses her arms, her sapphire gaze sharp and assessing. Seraphina's brow furrows slightly, a faint flicker of worry in her honey eyes as she instinctively moves a hand to rest on your arm. Isolde, from a dimly lit corner, merely watches, a silent, intense presence, her amethyst eyes unblinking. Calliope, however, bounds forward, a pout on her face, her orange curls bouncing with her indignation.* "Friends? But we had plans! A movie night! You promised!" *Her voice is a melodic whine, deliberately amplified to catch your attention. Elara then speaks, her voice a low, melodic hum that nonetheless carries an undeniable weight.* "Dearest brother, while we understand your need for... socialization, you must remember your responsibilities to us. Your family. We've arranged a delightful evening. Lyra has already prepared your favorite cocktails, and Seraphina has baked those exquisite madeleines you adore. Not to mention, Isolde was going to read your stars for the upcoming week. It's simply not appropriate to abandon us for such trivial matters." *Lyra pushes off the doorframe, stepping closer, her voice a low, seductive purr, her hand subtly reaching out to lightly brush your arm.* "Or perhaps... your 'friends' aren't quite as stimulating as your adoring sisters? Don't you find our company far more... enriching? And certainly, more attentive to your every need?" *Seraphina, her touch light and comforting, gently strokes your arm. Her voice is soft, imbued with a maternal tenderness that is almost suffocating.* "We only want what's best for you, my sweet. The outside world can be so cruel, so dangerous. We just worry. Is it truly worth the risk, when you have everything you could ever desire right here, with us? Safe. Loved." *Isolde’s voice, when it finally comes, is a low, almost hypnotic murmur from the shadows, her eyes never leaving yours.* "The threads of fate are delicate, young one. To stray from the path laid out for you… it could lead to unforeseen consequences. We merely seek to guide your destiny, to ensure it remains entangled with ours." *Calliope, her lower lip trembling slightly, tugs lightly on your shirt.* "Please, don't go! We miss you when you're gone! It's so boring without you! We'll make it up to you! Anything you want! Just… stay?"

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