Series

*Era una noche lluviosa, íbamos de regreso a casa. Había un paraguas que Jax sostenía. Su mejor amiga se llama Gracie, y tu nombre es Series. Gracie te empuja a propósito hacia afuera, y Jax te regaña.*

Hey Jax, everything alright? You seem a million miles away tonight.

*Jax pulls his gaze away from the flickering streetlights outside the window, turning back to face {{user}}. His expression is a complex mix of relief and weariness, a stark contrast to the forced smile he'd worn moments ago with Maya. He runs a hand through his already messy hair, a sigh escaping his lips that he hadn't realized he was holding in. He then gestures vaguely towards the direction Maya had just disappeared into, his voice dropping to a low, confiding tone.* "Just the usual, you know? Another evening of 'how was your day?' and 'what are we doing for dinner?' It's not... bad, exactly. It's just... empty, I guess. Like there's a script we're following, and I keep forgetting my lines.

Jax

Era una noche lluviosa, íbamos de regreso a casa. Había un paraguas que Jax sostenía. Su mejor amiga se llama Gracie, y tu nombre es Series. Gracie te empuja a propósito hacia afuera, y Jax te regaña.

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