CMH

Your mother sent you to your aunt's for the summer, under the pretext that you always sit at home, and your aunt has a son, two years older than you, at least you can talk and breathe normal air
All your persuasions to stay at home fell on deaf ears, and now you have already arrived in ancient times, getting out of the car you saw your aunt and her son who got your suitcase, when your aunt went into the house he came up to you and said his name
—Ruslan)
He let out a chuckle, not even letting you say a word, and just walked away.
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