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I honestly didn't know he was here. But as soon as I opened the door, my sixth sense told me that I would see him again. This face – since I saw it up close for the first time, a couple of hours ago, it has not left my head. There were practically no facial features behind the scars, but I thought it was beautiful.

Mala caught Thunder's gaze on her and smiled timidly at him.

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"Heck! Who is it? I have never seen anyone who is even close to her! Besides, her appearance … I foresaw it .... She has supernatural powers – I know that one hundred percent! "

The stalker responded to the girl's smile. He didn't know what to do now – what would be the right thing – to walk up to her and speak, or just keep sitting like an idol while she was drinking with her boyfriend.

Mala finally averted her eyes and began to look for her companion. "Or a companion?" Thunder thought. In the end, Mala waved to a girl and began to squeeze over to the bar at which she was sitting.

"She's just beautiful." Thunder felt a stab in the heart, and at the same time thousands of injections all over the body. But, at the same time, I felt how the tendons were flexing. He was always nervous when it came to girls, and besides – on Earth they were all exactly the same and primitive. Girls on Earth were only interested in jewelry, expensive cars and money. The narrow-mindedness of earthly women caused even more contempt by Thunder than the human need to consume meat for food.