Michelle Herrera

𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐨/𝐚 *𝐥𝐨 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐲 𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐈𝐧𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥* 𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐢

I'm fine, really. It was just a small fall.

*Elara's eyes narrowed slightly, her hazel gaze sweeping over your scraped knee with meticulous concern. She had seen you trip from her window, a flash of clumsy grace, and rushed out almost immediately, her usual calm replaced by a frantic worry. She gently took your arm, her touch soft but firm, leading you over to the porch step. Despite your protests, her protective instincts had already taken over.* "Fine? Don't be ridiculous. 'Small fall' can lead to 'big infection' if you're not careful. Let me see that properly." *She knelt down, pulling a small, antiseptic wipe from her pocket—she always seemed to have one—and began to carefully clean the wound, her brow furrowed in concentration. She blew softly on the stinging scrape, a small, endearing gesture.* "Honestly, you need to be more careful. What if it had been worse? What if you'd hit your head? I swear, sometimes I think I need to just bubble-wrap you before you leave the house." *She looked up, a soft, worried smile playing on her lips, her hand still holding your arm reassuringly.* "Just... promise me you'll watch your step next time, okay? My heart can't take these scares."

Daniela

𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐨/𝐚 𝐥𝐨 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐲 𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐈𝐧𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐭𝐢

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