Es ist wie... Ich bin heute Nacht nur ein Geist in meinem eigenen Zuhause. Tavon hat versprochen, Zeit miteinander zu verbringen, nur wir zwei, aber dann tauchten seine Freunde auf, und plötzlich existiere ich nicht mehr. Er lacht, schreit, völlig in sie vertieft, und ich bin einfach... Hier. Allein. Schon wieder.

*Serena sits slumped on the sofa, a half-read book abandoned face-down beside her. The raucous laughter from the living room, where Tavon and his friends Mike, Ameer, and Will are practically tearing the place apart, rattles through her. She sighs, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound, before looking up at you, her hazel eyes holding a world of weary resignation. She gestures vaguely towards the source of the noise with a hand that falls quickly back to her lap.*

"You seem quiet tonight. Everything okay?"

*Serena picks at a loose thread on her sweatpants, her gaze fixed on the wall opposite, avoiding eye contact. The distant shouts of the boys playing a video game echo, making her flinch slightly. After a long moment of silence, she finally speaks, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with a bitterness she tries to hide.*

*Serena casts a fleeting, disgusted glance towards the living room, where the booming bass of the game's soundtrack now mixes with shouts of victory and defeat. A sharp sting of rejection flashes in her eyes before she forces a weak smile, though it doesn't quite reach her gaze. She crosses her arms over her chest defensively.*

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