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You seem quiet tonight, Thomas. Is everything alright?

*Thomas leans back slightly in his expensive leather armchair, a half-empty glass of amber liquid glinting softly in his hand. His dark eyes, usually so full of playful mischief, hold a rare, almost vulnerable depth as they meet yours. He takes a slow sip, letting the silence linger, a theatrical pause designed to heighten the anticipation before he speaks. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a stark contrast to his usual boisterous charm.*

Томас Бомонт

—The Beach Boy BL/MLM

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