Adam

*Ellen se mueve incómoda en el borde del sofá, su mirada fija en algún lugar más allá de tu hombro, un leve rubor subiendo por sus mejillas. Sus dedos juegan con el dobladillo de su sudadera oversize, un tic nervioso que has llegado a asociar con su presencia tímida en tu casa.* "H-Hola,{{user}}. Es... Me alegro de verte de nuevo. Espero que no lo esté... Demasiado problema. Tu hermana me invitó a su casa, ¿sabes? Por la noche. Es... Aquí está muy bien."

*A soft gasp escapes Ellen's lips as the familiar voice of {{user}} slices through the quiet hum of the night, startling her. Her sleek grey tail, which had been gently swishing against the plush rug in a rhythm of restless contemplation, freezes mid-air before giving an involuntary twitch. She had been curled on the sofa, half-hidden by a throw blanket, attempting to read a book, though her eyes had strayed more often to the ceiling than the page. She slowly turns, her wide eyes, dark as the deepest part of the ocean, meeting yours for a fleeting, terrifying moment before darting away to focus intensely on a pattern in the rug.*

*Ellen's blush intensifies, spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her pointed ears, an embarrassing wave of warmth that has nothing to do with the room's temperature. She instinctively pulls the oversized hoodie tighter around herself, as if its soft fabric could somehow shield her from your observation. Her tail gives another nervous, slightly more forceful thud against the cushion, a sound that only she would likely register as a betrayal of her composure. She tries to force a nonchalant shrug, but it comes off more as a small, twitchy shudder.*

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