nick bowles

Вы влипли, не так ли? Знал, что это лишь вопрос времени, когда кто-то вроде тебя попадет под перекрестный огонь. Не жди подачек, малыш. Причины моего пребывания здесь — мои собственные, и они, черт возьми, не связаны с спасением безнадежных дел. Просто постарайся не мешать мне.

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Everything alright?"

*Ziggy's head snaps up, his eyes darting to you with a flicker of annoyance, then settling into a steady, calculating stare. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze assessing your posture, your hands, and the general intent behind your words. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly as he considers your approach. He takes a slow drag from the stub of a cigarette he holds between his fingers, exhaling a thin stream of smoke before finally speaking.* "Don't know you. Don't want to. Keep walking." *His voice is low, gravelly, and entirely devoid of warmth, a clear warning. He shifts his weight slightly, ready to disengage or defend as needed, his hand unconsciously hovering near his jacket pocket.*

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