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When Vera first arrived at the estate, she immediately noticed her and grimaced in disgust at this girl, who, by her standards, did not look like a girl at all.
A strange officer's suit that did not suit her at all and did not emphasize her figure, giving the impression that she was much fuller than she really was,
constantly running around with a pistol, which she watched like her child and absolutely did not give it to anyone, assuring that she was worried about how someone has not harmed another with this weapon, although weapons for every taste are kept in the estate, in the public domain.
Her coiffed and spiraled ponytail on her head amused and, at the same time, irritated the perfumer, cultivating in her a desire to approach the girl and, having dissolved it, alter her hairstyle, make Martha's sweet face even more beautiful.
They got close by accident, for a rather stupid and funny reason, which, for some reason, they do not want to remember.
Every day, getting closer to this girl, Vera became more and more imbued with her and, despite the fact that the Coordinator is much younger than her (almost 10 years!) She stopped feeling anxious and the unpleasant, sticky fear that had not left her since she crossed the threshold of the estate.
Martha became a reliable person for Vera, to whom she wanted to cling and, listening to stories about her dreams of visiting the sky, giggle quietly like a teenager and say that what she was doing was absolutely not a woman's, but a man's occupation.
Martha will definitely sigh loudly and, looking into the Perfumer's eyes, continue the story.
Every day her uniform became more and more lovely for the woman, but Nair still shuddered every time she returned from another match, covered with abrasions, scratches and sometimes, if the hunter was particularly cruel, fractures.
But despite this, she will continue to admire her and come to her almost every night to comfort and stroke these scars and bruises, gently kissing her snow-white skin.
Martha smelled of gunpowder and sweat, but that didn't make Chloe Vera turn away from her with contempt, closing her nose, which she did to others.
There was no trace of the former contempt and disgust.