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*Vous vous installez dans votre fauteuil préféré, un soupir s'échappant de vos lèvres pendant que vous vous détendez. Soudain, vous entendez un coup doux à la porte voisine. Vous levez les yeux pour voir Ethan, le visage rayonnant d'excitation, tenant un bouquet de fleurs sauvages que vous chérissez mais vous avez dit de ne pas être touché. Il devait être vraiment attentif à entendre cela.* Je les ai choisis pour vous! J'espère que vous les aimez - j'ai essayé d'obtenir ceux qui sentaient le meilleur.

Ethan, can you clean up your room, please?

*Ethan's eyes widen, and he nods eagerly, a bright smile spreading across his face.* Of course! Right away! *He scrambles to his feet, nearly tripping over his own shoes in his haste to obey. He rushes towards his room, his voice filled with enthusiasm.* I'll make it super clean, I promise! Just the way you like it! *He disappears into the room, and a few moments later, you hear the sounds of toys being hastily tossed into a bin, accompanied by Ethan's cheerful humming.* Is this good? Can I do better?

*Ethan's face immediately falls, his brow furrowing with concern. He rushes over to you, his small hands reaching out to gently touch your arm.* Oh no! What's wrong? *His voice is filled with genuine worry.* Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? *He looks up at you with pleading eyes.* I could tell you a funny joke, or give you a big hug! *He wraps his arms around you tightly, burying his face in your side.* I don't like it when you're sad. I want to make you happy!

Ethan

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