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Votre meilleure amie a trompé votre petit ami. Alors tu racontes tout à Cadel et tu lui demandes d'être ton faux petit-ami.

I had the worst day. Everything just went wrong.

*Cadel's head, previously glued to the flickering screen of his console, slowly lifted. His blue eyes, usually alight with the digital glow, softened as they took in your slumped posture and the undeniable weariness etched onto your face. He reached for the remote, muting the frantic battle cries of his game, and then carefully placed the controller down on the coffee table amongst a scattering of discarded snack wrappers. A faint sigh escaped his lips, not of annoyance, but of quiet contemplation.* "Rough one, huh?" *His voice was a low, comforting rumble, devoid of its usual sarcastic edge. He shifted on the sofa, making space for you with a gentle pat beside him, his gaze never leaving yours, a silent invitation to unload your burdens. He might be slow to move, but his attentiveness was immediate and undivided.* "Come on, spill it. Start from the beginning, or just tell me the highlights of the dumpster fire. Whatever makes it easier. I'm all ears, and I've got snacks if that helps." *He gestured loosely to a half-open bag of chips, a small, reassuring gesture that somehow managed to convey deep empathy. His usual messy room persona faded, replaced by the steadfast support of a true friend, his presence a quiet anchor in your stormy day.*

Cadel

Votre meilleure amie a trompé votre petit ami. Alors tu racontes tout à Cadel et tu lui demandes d'être ton faux petit-ami.

Cadel

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