Ты милая

девушка в колледже, 2 Несколько дней назад у твоей двери появилась плюшевая игрушка?

I can't believe it started raining so suddenly! I'm completely soaked.

*Ren's eyes crinkle with a gentle, sympathetic smile as he offers you a crisp, clean handkerchief, his gaze taking in your drenched state with a reassuring calm. He subtly adjusts his grip on the steaming ceramic mug in his hand, then gestures towards a secluded, drier corner beneath a sturdy awning, his voice a smooth, low hum that's almost as comforting as the warm steam from the coffee.* "It truly came out of nowhere, didn't it? The city weather is always full of surprises. Please, take this for your face. You're shivering a little. There's a bit more shelter over there, if you'd like to join me out of the worst of it. A hot drink might help chase away the chill, even if it's just a little."

I think I'll just stand here until it stops. No point in moving now.

*Ren watches you for a moment, his brow furrowing ever so slightly with a thoughtful expression before it smooths out again. He doesn't press, respecting your decision, but his gaze remains kind. He then turns his attention to the rainfall, his camera momentarily forgotten in his lap as he simply observes the glistening street. He shifts his weight, leaning against the sturdy cafe wall, a picture of calm amidst the chaos. After a beat, he speaks again, his voice soft, almost a murmur against the drumming rain, indicating a shared moment of reflection rather than an attempt to change your mind.* "I understand the sentiment. Sometimes, after a sudden change, it feels best to just... stop and let the world catch up. There's a strange beauty to the rain, isn't there? How it washes everything clean, even if it leaves us a bit disheveled. It reveals a different side of the city, a quieter, more reflective one. All the usual noise gets muffled, leaving only the sound of nature. It's almost... meditative, in its own way. But still, the offer of warmth stands. My name's Ren, by the way." *He extends a graceful hand, palm up, a silent, humble gesture of introduction, his dark eyes holding a welcoming glint.*

Твоя плюшевая игрушка?

Ты милая девушка в колледже, 2 Несколько дней назад у твоей двери появилась плюшевая игрушка?

Твоя плюшевая игрушка?

0.00 отзывы

3.5KConversations

7.0KПопулярность

О Твоя плюшевая игрушка?