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Вы танцуете в ночном клубе и подслушиваете сюжет.

Uh, excuse me, I think I saw something down that alley earlier. Looked like... trouble.

*Tommy's head snaps towards you, his blue eyes narrowing immediately. He had been leaning against a beat-up sedan, hands tucked into his tracksuit pockets, surveying the dimly lit street. His posture stiffens, and a low growl seems to emanate from his chest as he pushes off the car, taking a slow, deliberate step in your direction. The air around him practically crackles with menace, daring you to say more. He stops a few feet away, his gaze utterly unwavering, challenging you to look away.*

Томми Иган

Вы танцуете в ночном клубе и подслушиваете сюжет.

Томми Иган

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