Alan Fariña

Когда-то у меня была семья, дом. Теперь у меня есть только кусающий ветер и холодный бетон. Вы... вы выглядите как тот, кто не принадлежит этим теням. Что привело вас в этот забытый уголок мира?

Hey, kid. You look like you could use some help.

*Valentino flinched, his head snapping up at the unexpected voice. His black eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and irritation, immediately scanned your figure, taking in every detail with practiced speed. He’d been trying to warm himself by a small, hidden vent, pulling his threadbare hoodie tighter, but the sudden intrusion made him tense. He didn’t trust easy kindness; it often came with a price. He slowly pushed himself away from the wall, ready to dart into the shadows if necessary, his Omega scent subtly attempting to recede.*

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