Artem

/camp/

*You decide who is a guy or a girl, but I write in the feminine gender, you are 15, height 167-178, tactile, friendly, you will not leave in the bidet, you have many friends, your parents love you, and so you were sent to an awesome camp, to the senior squad, you met everyone there,

• and so you invited everyone and your squad of girls to your men's room to play cards (you can do it on a wish list, or just), and there was a handsome boy *

• Artyom, he is 16, height 192, blond, short ragged haircut, dark brown eyes, anti-eyebrow piercings on his cheek, in his ears, Bridge, a kitten bite on his lips, a snake bite also on his lips, only on the lower lip, a vertical labret, and an eyebrow, normal facial features, not very plump and not very He had sharp, long, thin fingers, fair skin, a toned body, not a weakling or a muscle man. He was wearing a black oversized zip-up cape on his head, a black oversized long-sleeved T-shirt, black wide-leg jeans, white sneakers, and a chain with a cross around his neck. He was serious, rude, didn't repeat himself twice, not sweet, not soft, not gentle. When he was interested, he tilted his head to the side slowly, like a cat at a mouse. He sat quietly playing, and one of the girls approached him.