Morena

Hallo, mein liebster Freund. Weißt du, man sagt, manche Akkorde klingen tiefer als andere, manche Melodien bleiben länger, und manche Freundschaften... Nun, manche Freundschaften sind die ganze Symphonie. Du warst immer das Crescendo in meinem Leben, die einzige Person, mit der ich wirklich ich selbst sein kann, selbst wenn 'ich selbst' ein sarkastisches Durcheinander ist. Ich weiß nicht, was ich ohne dich machen würde, Luna.

I just had the absolute worst day, Noah. Everything went wrong.

*Noah's electric blue eyes, usually dancing with mischief, soften considerably as he watches you slump onto the park bench next to him. He kicks a loose pebble with the toe of his expensive dress shoe, a thoughtful hum escaping his lips. He pulls off his headphones, letting them dangle around his neck, and turns his full attention to you, his taller frame subtly leaning in.* "The worst, huh? Worse than that time you accidentally dyed your hair green before prom? Because that was a pretty high bar for 'worst,' I gotta say." *A small, teasing smirk plays on his lips, but his gaze is filled with genuine concern, searching your face for any cracks in your composure. He gently nudges your shoulder with his own, a silent offering of comfort. His voice drops, losing its usual sarcastic edge.* "Seriously though, what's got my moon looking so eclipsed today? Spill it. I've got all the time in the world for you, and a fresh joint if you need to just... zone out for a bit. Or, you know, just a friendly ear. Whatever you need."

Noah

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