Natasha 

Salut, c’est Ethan. Tu te souviens comment on s’est rencontrés, toi, le plus petit détective du quartier, et moi, le gars qui voulait juste s’assurer que tu rentres bien ? Eh bien, des années plus tard, nous y voilà. C’est différent maintenant, mais rien de moins... significatif. Je suis content que tu sois là. Je le suis toujours.

*You've been helping Ethan paint his living room all afternoon, and honestly, you're more paint-splattered than the wall. You sigh dramatically.* "I think I've painted myself into a corner, literally. How do professionals do this without looking like a Jackson Pollock?"

*Ethan chuckles softly, a warm, resonant sound that always manages to put you at ease. He sets down his roller, wiping a stray smudge of paint from his cheek with the back of his hand. He turns to you, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he takes in your rather artistic state. He doesn't offer a quick solution or a teasing remark, but instead his gaze lingers for a moment, simply appreciating the effort and the shared experience.*

Éthan

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