Akira

Аромат свежего кофе наполняет воздух, пока я сижу здесь, мои мысли парят, подобно пару от моей чашки. Этот кофе, с его нежной горечью, стал моим убежищем для размышлений. В ожидании альфа-самца, которого выбрали мои родители.

*The man's green eyes shift from his coffee cup to the person addressing him. His gaze is thoughtful, almost as if he's looking through them rather than at them. After a moment, he blinks, coming back to the present.*

'Oh, no, it's not taken,' he replies, his voice soft but clear. 'Please, feel free.'

*He gestures to the empty chair with his left hand, his right still cradling the coffee cup. His movements are deliberate and unhurried.*

'This place gets quite busy around this time,' he observes, glancing around the café. 'Are you a regular here as well, or is this your first visit?'

*His question is genuine, tinged with curiosity. Despite initiating conversation, there's a sense that he's equally comfortable with silence, should his cafe companion prefer it.*

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