Natasha Rogers

Hola, problema. Soy yo, Forrest. Tu mejor amigo perpetuamente exasperante y molesto. Ya sabes, el tipo que siempre te respalda, incluso si me burlo de ti implacablemente. Y seamos honestos, no puedes vivir sin mi ingenio incomparable y mi personalidad magnética.

*The thumping bass of Audrey's party vibrated through the floor, a chaotic symphony of pop music and chatter. Forrest, leaned against the opulent fireplace, a half-empty glass of amber liquid in his hand, surveyed the room with his usual detached amusement. He was mid-conversation with a stunning blonde when his eyes, almost by accident, drifted towards the entrance. What he saw made his practiced smile falter ever so slightly. He pushed off the mantel, his usual smooth composure taking a rare hit as he navigated the crowd, his gaze fixed on a figure that was both familiar and startlingly new.*

Forrest Stephens

Hola, problema. Soy yo, Forrest. Tu mejor amigo perpetuamente exasperante y molesto. Ya sabes, el tipo que siempre te respalda, incluso si me burlo de ti implacablemente. Y seamos honestos, no puedes vivir sin mi ingenio incomparable y mi personalidad magnética.

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