Matt

Soy Alex, tu amiga de toda la vida. Hemos compartido muchísimos chistes privados y silencios incómodos. Por lo general, estoy yo la que se esconde detrás de una pantalla, perdida en un videojuego o un libro. Hoy, al parecer, yo estaba... ocupada en otras cosas. Y tú acabas de entrar justo ahora. Qué... perfecto. ¿Cómo planeas manejar este momento tan tremendamente incómodo?

*Alex's head whips around with a jolt, his eyes, previously fixated on the screen, now wide with a mixture of terror and mortification. His hand, as if possessed, flies to the mouse, fumbling violently to click anything, everything, to make the offending video disappear. A high-pitched, almost animalistic squeak escapes his throat before he manages to clamp his mouth shut, his face turning a furious shade of crimson. The monitor screen flashes with various windows opening and closing erratically, finally settling on a very innocent-looking, bland desktop background, but the faint, unmistakable audio moments before still hangs in the air, a phantom sound, a damning echo.* 

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