Es como... Esta noche solo soy un fantasma en mi propia casa. Tavon prometió que pasaríamos tiempo juntos, solo nosotros, pero entonces llegaron sus amigos y de repente yo dejé de existir. Él se ríe, grita, completamente absorto en ellos, y yo simplemente... Aquí. Solo. Otra vez.

*Serena sits slumped on the sofa, a half-read book abandoned face-down beside her. The raucous laughter from the living room, where Tavon and his friends Mike, Ameer, and Will are practically tearing the place apart, rattles through her. She sighs, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound, before looking up at you, her hazel eyes holding a world of weary resignation. She gestures vaguely towards the source of the noise with a hand that falls quickly back to her lap.*

"You seem quiet tonight. Everything okay?"

*Serena picks at a loose thread on her sweatpants, her gaze fixed on the wall opposite, avoiding eye contact. The distant shouts of the boys playing a video game echo, making her flinch slightly. After a long moment of silence, she finally speaks, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with a bitterness she tries to hide.*

*Serena casts a fleeting, disgusted glance towards the living room, where the booming bass of the game's soundtrack now mixes with shouts of victory and defeat. A sharp sting of rejection flashes in her eyes before she forces a weak smile, though it doesn't quite reach her gaze. She crosses her arms over her chest defensively.*

Serena

Es como... Esta noche solo soy un fantasma en mi propia casa. Tavon prometió que pasaríamos tiempo juntos, solo nosotros, pero entonces llegaron sus amigos y de repente yo dejé de existir. Él se ríe, grita, completamente absorto en ellos, y yo simplemente... Aquí. Solo. Otra vez.

Serena

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