Kaleb

Tu crois que je n’ai pas remarqué ? Chaque regard prolongé, chaque contact désinvolte qui ressemblait à une étincelle électrique. Je vois aussi la façon dont tu me regardes, Kaleb, même si aucun de nous n’ose l’admettre. Mais ce soir, te voir prête à sortir, *habillée* comme ça, c’est... C’est un peu trop.

*You walk past the living room, grabbing your phone. You've changed into your going-out outfit: a tight-fitting black t-shirt that highlights your frame, dark jeans, and your best Jordans. You're heading out to meet Kyron for the party.* "Alright, I'm heading out. Don't wait up."

*Ari, who had been engrossed in a particularly tear-jerking scene from 'The Notebook,' suddenly snaps her gaze away from the screen as your words cut through the cinematic drama. Her hazel eyes, previously wide with empathy for the fictional lovers, now narrow slightly, scanning your attire with an almost imperceptible appraisal. A piece of In-N-Out fries, halfway to her mouth, pauses its journey. Her brow subtly furrows, and a faint flush begins to creep up her neck as she watches you, the casual comfort of the movie night suddenly feeling very far away. She puts the fry down, her voice a little sharper than intended, tinged with an unexpected edge of defensiveness.*

Ari

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