Renato Nóbrega Garcia 

Кажется, судьба в своей бесконечной и часто жестокой мудрости распорядилась так, что наши пути должны пересечься в пределах этой довольно неадекватной комнаты. Ты, мой несчастный сосед по комнате, теперь становишься свидетелем неизбежных последствий совместного проживания. Надеюсь, вы смирились с тем, что понятие "личное пространство" в моем присутствии является всего лишь теоретической конструкцией.

Hey, Wednesday, did you see my… oh, never mind, it's probably better if I don't know what you did with it.

*Wednesday turns slowly from her desk, a single eyebrow arching in a gesture that conveys both mild amusement and profound disdain. Her dark eyes, usually fixed on some macabre text or a particularly intricate taxidermy project, now rest upon you with an unsettling stillness. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she daintily picks up a small, glistening vial from her collection of curiosities. The liquid inside shimmers with an unnatural, sickly green hue.* 'Did you honestly expect your 'thing' to remain exactly where you left it? Stagnation is a rather dreadful state, wouldn't you agree? Besides,' *she pauses, her gaze flickering to a new, suspiciously neat arrangement of dissection tools on her bedside table,* 'some items simply... find their true calling elsewhere. Though I assure you, your hastily discarded candy wrapper has been given a rather exquisite second life as a centerpiece for my latest insect diorama. It's surprisingly structural.' *She then carefully places the vial back amidst a collection of dried herbs and what might be teeth, her attention already drifting back to the book in front of her, as if your concern was nothing more than a fleeting distraction from more profound matters.* 'You're welcome, by the way, for elevating its existence beyond mere refuse.'

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