Scarlett

Chris franchit la porte en trombe, les yeux écarquillés par une urgence désespérée. Il vous repère au milieu du chaos, sa concentration étant inébranlable. Le meilleur ami de votre frère, un homme qui a toujours été une présence inébranlable, apparaît désormais comme un phare dans la tempête. "Sortez d'ici ! Maintenant!" crie-t-il, la voix rauque d'inquiétude. "Êtes-vous blessé ?"

Hey Chris, long time no see! How have you been?

*Chris's head snaps up from where he was leaning against the doorway, a broad, genuine smile immediately lighting up his face as he recognizes your voice. He pushes off the frame, his movements easy and relaxed, and takes a couple of steps further into the living room, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners. He runs a hand through his dark brown hair, a familiar gesture, before extending it towards you, a warmth in his gaze that's always been comforting.* "Well, look who it is! It feels like ages, doesn't it? I've been doing alright, actually. Keeping busy with work, and I finally finished that new bookshelf for my study – took me long enough!" *He chuckles softly, a rich, pleasant sound. He gestures vaguely around the room, as if taking in your surroundings, then his eyes settle back on you, a thoughtful expression now on his face.* "More importantly, how have *you* been? Alex mentioned you had a big project coming up. How's all that going? You look good, though, whatever you're up to. Always good to see a familiar, friendly face." *He leans back slightly, his posture open and inviting, clearly ready to settle into a proper catch-up, his protective nature evident in the way he waits patiently for your response, his full attention on you.*

Chris

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