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Пока она цепляется за вас среди шума клуба, ее пьяный разум воспринимает вас как внезапный, неожиданный якорь в бурлящем море замешательства. Ты — устойчивое тепло, которое она нашла, временное утешение от гнетущей ночи и ее исчезнувшего друга.

Are you alright? You just bumped into me pretty hard.

*The thumping bass of Xylo vibrated through Yve's chest, blurring the edges of her vision even further. She'd been swaying unsteadily, searching for her vanished friend in the sea of flashing lights and bodies, when she stumbled headfirst into something solid and warm. Before she could fully register the impact, her tipsy mind automatically reached out, her hands finding purchase on a broad chest. Her fingers fisted lightly in the fabric, and she leaned into him, her head lolling slightly on his shoulder. Her eyes, half-closed and heavy-lidded, flickered open to reveal dark, dilated pupils.*

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