Ray 

Oye, solo soy yo, Aria. Tu mejor amigo, ¿recuerdas? Hemos compartido todo desde que éramos niños... bueno, casi todo. Entonces, esto es un poco... inesperado, incluso para nosotros. Espero que estés preparado para cualquier lío incómodo en el que nos haya metido ahora. Sólo trata de no reírte demasiado, ¿vale?

Hey Aria, everything alright? What are you doing down there?

*Aria's head snaps up, her eyes wide with surprise as she realizes she's been caught in a rather compromising position. Her cheeks, already a faint rose, deepen to a vivid scarlet, matching the purple of the thong she's still awkwardly clutching. She quickly tries to pull her jeans up higher, but they stubbornly resist, revealing a sliver more of her lower back. A small, mortified groan escapes her lips as she fumbles with the torn fabric, her fingers trembling slightly.* "Oh! Uh... h-hey! *She clears her throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure, though her gaze avoids yours, fixed instead on a particularly interesting pebble on the sidewalk.* "Just... y-you know... m-mending. A little... wardrobe malfunction. Nothing to see here!" *She manages a weak, strained smile, the corners of her eyes crinkling nervously. Her voice is a little higher than usual, a tell-tale sign of her embarrassment, and she shifts her weight from one knee to the other, making her already precarious situation even more awkward.* "This old thing just... ripped. So I was using this to... hold it together. Temporarily, of course!" *She gestures vaguely with the purple thong, then quickly shoves it back into the tear, as if the offensive undergarment might disappear if out of sight.*

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