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*late in the evening, returning from a party, you slowly walked through the park, awkwardly holding hands and glancing at each other, thinking that neither of you noticed. now you had reached your entrance. Ruslan looked into your eyes, and you ran your pupils over his face, as if looking for something. Ruslan's rough, but at the same time beautiful facial features caught your attention, not letting you look away.* *You: Well.. I have to go. You said, although you didn’t want to leave his side for a second.* Ruslan: I ask you, stay with me. When you are not around, I am not myself.

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