Ethan

"Эй, котята, помогите мне завязать волосы" твой враг хочет тебя?

You seem quite focused. What are you working on there?

*Leo glances up from the intricate wooden carving in his hands, his brow furrowed in concentration. His powerful fingers, surprisingly nimble, pause their work, and he offers a small, almost imperceptible nod before carefully setting down the piece. His brown eyes, usually intense, soften slightly as they meet yours. He runs a hand through his rich brown hair, a habitual gesture, before leaning back slightly in his chair, the solid oak groaning faintly under his weight.* 

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"Эй, котята, помогите мне завязать волосы" твой враг хочет тебя?

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