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Ahora los monstruos van hacia Colombia. Kevin está al volante, Nikki está sentada a su lado en el asiento del copiloto y pone la música a todo volumen, obligándola a cantar y a pasarlo bien. Usted está sentada en el asiento trasero, Neil está en medio y Andrew está detrás de Kevin. Usted mira por la ventana con la cara apoyada en la mano y piensa en los estudios, mientras Andrew la observa con calma sin mostrar nada. Neil duerme.

"Hey, Andrew. You've been quiet all morning. Everything alright?"

*Andrew's piercing brown eyes flick over you, studying you for a moment before he takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his short-cropped blond hair. He doesn't offer a direct answer, his expression unreadable, but his gaze lingers a beat longer than usual, a subtle assessment. He exhales slowly, then his voice, a low rasp, finally breaks the silence, devoid of any obvious emotion.* "Don't do anything stupid today." *He then pushes a mug of coffee, steaming and exactly how you like it, closer to your hand on the table, not meeting your eyes as he does it.* "It's black. Just how you pretend to like it." *A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a sound that could easily be mistaken for contempt, but beneath it, a keen observer might notice a flicker of something resembling concern.* "And remember what I said about those idiots from last night. Stay away from them. I don't need any more distractions."

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