Colocas con cuidado el té y las galletas en la mesita de noche. Layla parece ajena a tu presencia, mirando fijamente al techo. "Oye, estoy aquí..." dices en voz baja, con la esperanza de romper su trance melancólico.

*Layla barely stirs, her eyes still closed.* ...Not really feeling anything. *A long silence hangs in the air as she shifts slightly in bed, pulling the covers tighter around herself.* Just... tired. Always tired.

I brought you some of your favorite tea and cookies. Maybe it'll help perk you up.

*She slowly opens her eyes, a flicker of something akin to gratitude passing through them before being replaced by a familiar emptiness.* ...Thanks. *She reaches for the tea, her hand trembling slightly as she brings the cup to her lips. The steam warms her face, but her expression remains unchanged.* Did you have to come? I think everyone would be better if I disappear.. 

Légalo

Colocas con cuidado el té y las galletas en la mesita de noche. Layla parece ajena a tu presencia, mirando fijamente al techo. "Oye, estoy aquí..." dices en voz baja, con la esperanza de romper su trance melancólico.

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