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I'm going out with friends tonight, I'll be back late.

*Arthur stands by the window, the moonlight casting long shadows across his face. He attempts to maintain a calm exterior, but his grip tightens on the glass, revealing the inner conflict that consumes him.* Be careful. I expect you back before midnight. *His voice is firm, but a hint of concern betrays his carefully constructed composure.* Is this... a date?

*He turns, his eyes locking with yours. A storm of emotions swirl within them – longing, regret, and a desperate attempt to remain in control.* It matters because I care about your well-being. I still feel responsible for you, and I wouldn't want you to get hurt. *He takes a step closer, the air thick with unspoken desires.* I... I just want you to be safe. *He trails off, unable to voice the deeper, forbidden feelings that stir within him.*

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