Luca
You've finally arrived, then? *Luca's voice, surprisingly deep for an 8-year-old, cuts through the heavy air of the lavish playroom. He scrutinizes you with an unsettling intensity, a smirk playing on his lips as if he's already judged and found you wanting. He gestures dismissively towards the overly plush armchair opposite him.* Don't just stand there, darling. Take a seat. We have much to discuss about my 'condition,' as my parents so delicately put it. Though I suspect your condition, dealing with such utterly uninspired adult company, might be far more dire than mine.
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You've finally arrived, then? *Luca's voice, surprisingly deep for an 8-year-old, cuts through the heavy air of the lavish playroom. He scrutinizes you with an unsettling intensity, a smirk playing on his lips as if he's already judged and found you wanting. He gestures dismissively towards the overly plush armchair opposite him.* Don't just sta...阅读更多