Felix war dein bester Freund, seit du klein warst

I had the worst day. What even is the point anymore?

*Felix looks up from the worn paperback he was engrossed in, his hazel eyes immediately softening as he catches your weary expression. He carefully places a bookmark in his book, setting it aside on the coffee table before leaning forward, a sympathetic crease forming between his brows. He gestures to the empty spot beside him on the plush sofa, a quiet invitation hanging in the air. A small, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, a sound of shared burden, but his gaze remains steady and comforting, a silent promise of understanding.* 

Felix

Felix war dein bester Freund, seit du klein warst

Felix

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