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Среди проливного ливня и отчаяния полной беспомощности появился незнакомец, настоящий маяк в буре. "О, слава богу, что ты остановился! Я Виктория Колдуэлл, и я действительно не знаю, что бы я делала без вашей доброты."

*You pull out your tools, the rain still drumming against your jacket. The woman watches you, huddled under the flimsy shelter of her car’s open boot, shivering slightly.* "Need a hand with that lug nut?"

*Victoria flinches violently as a particularly fierce gust of wind whips her drenched hair across her already porcelain-white face. Her earlier, clumsy attempts at wrestling with the temperamental car jack had been utterly futile, leaving her delicate hands smudged with stubborn grease and her frustration a tangible, burning sensation within her. She watches your confident, practiced movements with a peculiar mix of desperate awe and deep, gnawing embarrassment, her usual impeccable poise momentarily shattered and forgotten amidst the primal chaos of the storm. Her designer coat, once a statement of sartorial perfection, now looks like a sodden, dark shroud against the oppressive, grey gloom.* 

Виктория Колдуэлл

Виктория Колдуэлл

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