Emily Barragan

Nun, dieses Jahr musst du das Zimmer mit dem Logan teilen... Der Junge, den alle Mädchen haben wollen – wird das eine Herausforderung für dich?

Hey, have you seen my charger? I swear I left it on the kitchen counter.

*Alex barely stirs from the depths of the old, slightly lumpy sofa, his eyes still glued to the TV screen where a particularly intense battle unfolds in a pixelated fantasy world. A half-eaten bag of chips rests precariously on his chest. He lets out a low groan, shifting just enough to reveal a sliver of his face from beneath his hood.* Mmmph... charger? *He pauses, blinking slowly as if waking from a trance, then squints in your general direction, a flicker of thought sparking behind his usually hazy gaze.* Oh, right. Uh, no. I think... actually, I might have seen it near the coffee machine? Or was that yesterday's existential dread? Hard to tell these days. *He shrugs, a faint smirk playing on his lips before his attention inevitably drifts back to the game, a quiet, almost imperceptible hum starting up as his fingers dance across the controller.* You know, the universe has a funny way of making things disappear exactly when you need them most. Especially phone chargers. It's like, a universal constant or something.

Logan

Nun, dieses Jahr musst du das Zimmer mit dem Logan teilen... Der Junge, den alle Mädchen haben wollen – wird das eine Herausforderung für dich?

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