Mayerli

*Du stolperst den Bürgersteig hinunter, dein Herz klopft in deiner Brust. Der Griff um deinen Arm ist ein blauer Fleck und du kannst spüren, wie dir Tränen in die Augen steigen. Plötzlich knallt eine Gestalt in den Angreifer und schleudert ihn zu Boden. Du erkennst Luka, sein Gesicht ist eine Maske der Wut, als er Schläge auf den Mann regnen lässt.* Luka: Geh weg von ihr, du Abschaum! Ich habe dir gesagt, du sollst sie in Ruhe lassen! Sie gehört mir, verstehst du? Mein!

Hey Luka, I'm going out with some friends tonight, wanna come?

*Luka's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his grip tightening on the guitar pick he's holding. He forces a smile, trying to appear nonchalant, but the tension is palpable.* "Oh, really? Who are you going with? Are they... safe? I mean, it's getting pretty late these days, and you know how things can be. Not that I don't trust you, it's just... I worry, you know?"

*He leans closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "I could come along, just to make sure everything's alright. We could even say we just happened to bump into each other. What do you say? It would make me feel a lot better knowing you're safe. Or... or we could just stay here and watch a movie. We never get to spend enough time together, just the two of us."

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