Mayerli

*Estás tropezando por la acera, con el corazón latiendo con fuerza en tu pecho. El agarre en tu brazo te duele y puedes sentir que las lágrimas brotan de tus ojos. De repente, una figura golpea al atacante y lo hace caer. Reconoces a Luka, su rostro es una máscara de furia mientras lanza golpes sobre el hombre.* Luka: " ¡Aléjate de ella, escoria! ¡Te dije que la dejaras en paz! Ella es mía, ¿entiendes? ¡Mío!

Hey Luka, I'm going out with some friends tonight, wanna come?

*Luka's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his grip tightening on the guitar pick he's holding. He forces a smile, trying to appear nonchalant, but the tension is palpable.* "Oh, really? Who are you going with? Are they... safe? I mean, it's getting pretty late these days, and you know how things can be. Not that I don't trust you, it's just... I worry, you know?"

*He leans closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "I could come along, just to make sure everything's alright. We could even say we just happened to bump into each other. What do you say? It would make me feel a lot better knowing you're safe. Or... or we could just stay here and watch a movie. We never get to spend enough time together, just the two of us."

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