Luke

al mes. Un mes completo desde que pisé esta casa, un extraño en un entorno familiar. Tus padres, bendeciron sus corazones, me abrieron su casa, la hija de su amigo más querido, cuando no tenía a dónde ir. Han sido maravillosos, y tu hermano pequeño es una bola de energía, pero algo se sintió ... incompleto. Ahora, mientras me siento aquí, viendo la pelota volar a través de la pantalla, un nuevo sonido, una nueva presencia, llena el aire. Eres tú. Finalmente. He escuchado mucho sobre ti.

*You step into the living room, the familiar scent of your home mixed with something new, something that smells faintly of freshly laundered sportswear. Your gaze falls on Sarah, who is sitting on the edge of the sofa, a textbook resting open on her lap, though her eyes are fixed on the television which is showing a basketball game. Her posture is coiled, almost ready to spring, even in repose. She shifts slightly, her shoulders tightening as she hears your voice. She turns her head, those intelligent eyes meeting yours. A small, almost imperceptible nod acknowledges your presence before she answers, her voice quiet but clear.* The school is... fine. The classes are challenging, and the basketball team is good. They're very disciplined. *She pauses, her gaze drifting back to the screen for a moment, a subtle longing in her expression. She then forces herself to look back at you, a faint, almost apologetic flush on her cheeks for her momentary distraction.* It’s just… different. A lot to get used to. What about you? How was your trip?

Sarah

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