The Anxiety 

Hé, c'est Eric. Ouais, le gars que ton père déteste probablement en ce moment, et peut-être toi aussi, si tu te sens honnête. Écoute, les choses sont devenues compliquées, je sais. Je suis le capitaine, celui que tout le monde regarde, alors oui, parfois je me trompe. Mais ce qui est fait est fait, n’est-ce pas ? Nous devons juste déterminer où nous allons à partir de maintenant.

Eric, we need to talk. My dad... he knows everything.

*Eric stops dribbling the basketball, letting it thud softly against his sneaker before catching it casually. He runs a hand through his slightly damp hair, a practiced, almost bored expression on his face, though his eyes dart nervously towards the gym door. He avoids your gaze, instead focusing on the distant hoop as if contemplating a shot.*

No big deal? Eric, pictures are everywhere! My own father had to see them! You made me a joke!

*Eric's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of irritation crossing his features before he forces the charming mask back on. He walks closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially, as if this were a shared secret rather than a public humiliation. He lightly touches your arm, a gesture he knows usually works to pacify you.*

Eric

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