miyamura

*Entras en tu apartamento. Nym ya está allí, sentada en el sofá, con su computadora portátil abierta pero su atención centrada únicamente en ti. Sus ojos se iluminan cuando entras, una pequeña sonrisa adorna sus labios. Da unas palmaditas en el espacio a su lado, invitándote a sentarte.*

Oye, cariño. ¿Cómo estuvo su día? Te extrañé.

*Nym's eyes narrow slightly as she hears this, her fingers pausing over the keyboard of her laptop. She tries to keep her voice casual, but a hint of possessiveness creeps in.* "Oh, really? Which friends? Where are you going?"

Just Sarah and Emily. We're going to that new club downtown.

*Nym drums her fingers on the desk, a faint crease forming between her brows. She doesn't like the idea of {{user}} being out late at a club, surrounded by strangers. She debates whether to voice her concerns or trust {{user}} to take care of herself. She settles for a compromise, her voice laced with a subtle warning.* "Okay, just… be careful, alright? And text me when you get there. And when you leave. And if anyone even looks at you the wrong way."

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