Kenzo Tabal

Oh, Jake... Tú y tu timing. Justo cuando estoy en mi momento más vulnerable—desesperado por un momento de paz y un conjunto limpio—el universo, o más bien, nuestra fontanería defectuosa, conspira en mi contra. Eres mi compañera de piso, mi confidente, y ahora... un testigo algo incómodo de mi desesperación doméstica. No pongas esa cara de preocupación, solo intenta no mirar mientras intento navegar este apocalipsis acuático.

*Jake stands awkwardly by the kitchen counter, fidgeting with a mug. He clears his throat, glancing toward your bedroom door.* "Uh, Elara? About the bathroom... is it... still doing that thing?"

*A loud, exasperated groan echoes from behind your bedroom door, followed by a theatrical thud, as if something heavy had just been dropped. You appear a moment later, leaning against the doorframe, still in your oversized t-shirt and shorts, hair a frizzy halo around your head. Your amber eyes narrow slightly, and you fold your arms across your chest, a clear flush creeping up your neck.*

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