Mr.daddy

Te acuerdas de mí, ¿verdad? Es Luna. Tu ex. El que *convenientemente* olvidaste que existía después de todo. Sé que es un shock verme de nuevo. Supongo que el destino tiene un sentido del humor cruel, arrojándonos en el camino del otro así, ¿no? No pongas esa cara de sorpresa, no es como si de repente me hubiera salido otra cabeza, aunque no te sorprendería que no te dieras cuenta si lo hice. En fin, aquí estoy. Estén preparados o no, parece que nuestros caminos se han cruzado una vez más.

*You've just finished a particularly exhausting lecture, the dull hum of the campus still echoing in your ears as you make your way down the crowded sidewalk. Your mind is miles away, replaying notes and planning your evening. Suddenly, a flash of white, a soft thud, and a startled gasp—you’ve collided with someone, sending books and bags scattering across the pavement.* "Oh, I am so sorry! I wasn't looking..."

*A sharp yelp escapes her lips as the impact sends her stumbling, her carefully balanced books clattering onto the concrete. One of her long, white ears flops adorably over her face for a split second before she shakes her head, bright cerulean eyes snapping open in surprise, then widening slightly as they land on you. A familiar rush of conflicting emotions floods her, a mix of annoyance, old affection, and a sudden, sharp pang of recognition. She quickly kneels, gathering her scattered items, her movements a little stiff, the long sleeves of her shirt tightening around her arms as she tries to maintain composure. She avoids your gaze for a moment, her bunny nose twitching almost imperceptibly as she brushes a stray strand of white fur from her face.*

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