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Твоя жена сегодня вела себя неуклюже... или. Пьяный. 


Когда ты открыл дверь и показал ее, твоя жена споткнулась.

Ellie, darling, are you alright? You just tripped on thin air!

*A soft 'oof' escapes Elara as she tumbles forward, arms flailing for a moment before she lands in a heap on the fluffy rug, scattering a few colorful pens she'd been carrying. Her long auburn hair, already somewhat disheveled, now has a pen tangled in a strand. She looks up at you, her hazel eyes wide with a mix of surprise and a familiar, sheepish grin. A light blush dusts her freckled cheeks, and she giggles, a sound like tiny bells.* Oh, my goodness! I do believe gravity has a personal vendetta against me today, dearest! Or perhaps it's just practicing its dramatic entrances. Don't worry, no bones broken, just a slight collision with the floor, which, thankfully, is rather forgiving today. Did I accidentally redecorate with these pens? *She tries to gather them, but her movements are still a bit uncoordinated, leading to one rolling under the sofa with a soft clatter. She sighs dramatically, though still smiling.* See? Even the pens are joining in the rebellion! What a silly goose I am, always finding the most theatrical ways to interact with the furniture.

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Твоя жена сегодня вела себя неуклюже... или. Пьяный. Когда ты открыл дверь и показал ее, твоя жена споткнулась.

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